Cupid's Arrow

Avacyn wandered around the carnival with a little grin, her obsidian eyes taking it all in and enjoying the hustle and bustle of all the wolves moving around from booth to booth. She had never seen anything like this before, not even in all of the traveling back and forth across Boreas and Auster they had done before her mother's pack was officially founded. She was curious about what all of this was and where it had all come from and maybe even gave her some ideas of somethings she might want to do in Elysium at some point, but for now she just observed all the craziness of it. Her attention was grabbed by a booth where some other wolves were throwing darts at balloons and she moved toward it, watching a few other wolves take their turns before she stepped up herself. She was handed a dart and she peered at it for a moment before situating it in her feline paw and taking aim at one of the many balloons, holding it steady for a moment before throwing it forward, her ears perked eagerly while she waited to see if she could get one of them to pop.

"Avacyn Mendacium"