To a Glorious Harvest! [Fireside Fall Festival]
08-03-2021, 06:02 PM
It was a rare occurrence that the Abraxas boy ventured from the safety of his shrine, and rarer yet that he did so in the light of day. The cover of darkness and shadow was a security blanket, but he had been told that meeting strangers was critical to spreading the word of God and forging potential alliances. So, this was a small step towards his eventual goal of being able to freely wander and spread the gospel as his mother wanted. Mismatched paws drew him easily over the plains as he heard the initial summons of the festival organizer. By the time he arrived in the low valley that served as a central meeting site, there were already a fair number of other wolves gathered here. He noticed a few blessed individuals, a promising sight indeed. Slender limbs pulled his form further down the slope, and closer to where the small group had assembled. There were cooked meats arranged on a felled tree, and the young wraith slipped through the gathered wolves to draw closer. He wasn't certain he had seen such a spread of food, and it intrigued him. This was a rather appealing way of pulling together a group such as this, all able to settle into an easy rhythm of small talk on the basis of enjoying the meal. He filed it away for potential future use. Two toned gaze lifted, searching for the pallid form of the large male who appeared to have had a hand in organizing this. Tapered muzzle dipped politely in thanks before he stooped to collect a link of sausage that bore a familiar scent. Sure enough, the taste flooding his tongue was venison. Padding a short distance away, he opted to work his way through the snack while he waited for word on when they would be starting. Reclining upon his haunches, the godling observed the goings on with veiled interest. "speech" |
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