Unity in the Long Night

Ulric shared his beliefs that Artorias was ready and Eska accepted those words with a nod. She trusted her mate's word and if he believed that Art was ready, then she believed that he was as well. Ulric pulled away from her side and began to speak to the hall and, while he did that, she moved slowly away so as not to draw attention to herself. There was one other here that she believed needed her. This was a feast of unity, after all.

Eska moved to Emile's side, seating herself at the boy's hip. "This is for all of us," she spoke softly, just so he could hear. "I'll stay with you, if you'd like." The silvered woman shot the boy one of her bare smiles, so reminiscent of her mother, before sliding down to lay on her pale belly on the stone. She wanted to be here with the boy. Speaking to Ulric and others, she knew that he was broken, but she didn't want that for him. Perhaps it would take time, but Emile had everything that he needed here to form a good life if he could only get out of his own head for a while.

Once the speeches were given and the hall had erupted into cheers, the wolves of The Hallows moved on to begin the feast. Eska cast a sidelong glance at the striped lad. "Would you like anything to eat? I could bring something back for you and we could eat together there," The fae motioned to a little windowed alcove out of the way where they would be away from the crowd if he wished to be.


"Eska"