La Vie En Rose [Wedding!]

In truth Jupiter didn't understand what compelled his packmates to want to join themselves together so thoroughly. If he were in their place he would likely find the arrangement downright smothering. But, then again, he felt that way about any intimate relationship that could be classified as anything other than 'fleeting'. That was just his nature and he recognized that they probably felt just as strongly about the concept of marriage as he did - their feelings just landed on the approving side. He could respect anyone doing what it took to get what they wanted and for that reason he was happy for them. To him it was a celebration of fulfilling one's desire. And who couldn't get behind that?

Knowing the marriage was a big deal for Valdis and Asvor, Jupiter had brought along the best gift he thought he could give on such an occasion. There were two parts to it. The first was the fun part. Last year he'd had the opportunity to buy a trio of dandelion wine bottles. He'd cracked open the first bottle and promptly decided to keep it all to himself. It tasted like summer. Mild, slightly sweet, slightly floral and without a drop of bitterness to be found anywhere. It was good stuff. He'd had every intention of keeping it to himself but...now seemed like a good time to share. Camaraderie and all that. His second gift...honestly made him want to throw up a little, but Bubbles had assured him this was the sort of thing one gifted at a wedding. Jupiter had brought a young, potted rose bush. For like symbolism and shit. He was garbage at these sorts of things, but Bubbles was a bit of a romantic and Jupiter (nervously) trusted that the pig knew what he was talking about.

With the pot swinging from a low bag held in his jaws, Jupiter waddled onto the scene. Bubbles had a similar bag with wine bottles in it. Amadeus was too small and useless to carry anything so he rode on Jupiter's back.

The trio approached the soon-to-be-newlyweds slowly. Jupiter had smashed his toes countless times at this point so his gait was half waddle, half limp. The pot was heavy, the bag was low hanging, and if he even thought about lowering his head his toes took a beating. He set the bag down carefully and then straightened to his full height and rolled his neck to get rid of the crick that had been there since he'd crossed the creek. Once that was fixed he grinned at the women. "Asvor, Valdis. Congrats. I uh, I wanted to give you guys these to commemorate this celebration." He placed a paw on top of one of the wine bottles. "This is dandelion wine. It is, in my opinion, the happiness drink ever made and I hope it brings you as much cheer as it has brought me."

Now for the painfully cheesy but supposedly nice gift. He hoped Bubbles was correct; he'd taken his companion's advice precisely because he wanted to bring Asvor and Valdis something more concrete than wine. Amadeus and Bubbles both had loudly denounced his suggestion that they bring a sex toy of some kind and lectured him on the impropriety of it. Even after he'd promised to bring it discretely both companions had assured him he was trash and that it was not the sort of thing you gave someone unless you knew them very well. So, rosebush. "This is a garden rose cutting taken last fall." Or so he'd been told. "I know you guys have been together awhile, but your uh..." Speeches, man. "Union is "young" like this rose." He paused and bent one of the branches far enough to cause it to spring away from his touch. "Roses are tough, you know? They'll survive just about anywhere, shrug off terrible winters, and their defenses repel all but the most determined. If you care to, plant it somewhere and watch it grow. Let it be a reminder of what you two have together."

With that said he dipped his head, wished them well and moved off to let anyone else who wished to speak to the couple come up.