Power and Purpose

*Fern* · 04-16-2022, 04:49 PM

The castle is abuzz with excitement at the upcoming wedding of Artorias and Briar. Everyone has thrown themselves into helping with preparations and Fern is no exception. She fills her days with hunting and gathering flowers that others request for making center pieces. Despite it all, the gray girl has kept her mornings free to go to the training grounds and practice with Lark’s Song. The weight of a live blade had taken getting use to but Fern has learned to carry and wield the heft. Art has been extremely busy with his Alpha duties and preparing for the wedding so it came as no surprise to the gray girl when he started missing lessons. In her mind, he has a very valid excuse. However, she does not want to backslide on her training and has been working to maintain the level she is at. Rudy has been less than thrilled with the hours she keeps but Fern has made sure to set aside time to be with him.

In the end, Fern’s days are filled to the brim and she loves it. Still, she misses spending one-on-time with Art, the thrill of learning new moves and techniques, and the feeling of accomplishment at the end of each lesson. Today she is in the pantry, stocking the dried meats and cataloging the amount of wine and alcohol on hand when a familiar call rings out. Paw stops in mid-air as her ears perk up, excitement zipping along her nerves. With a smile on her lips, Fern grabs her sword that had been resting nearby and quickly buckles it into place. Leaving a note of where she left off on the count and how many supplies they have, she then exits the stores and eagerly bounds over the distance to the training area. The sight of Artorias standing near a ring has the gray girl’s smile growing and her paws moving faster.

Within a few moments she is slowing to come to a stop in front of her teacher, the green leather of her scabbard and hilt gleaming in the sunlight. Fern has been taking care of her sword, making sure to visit the armory as often as it needs and spending however long is needed to make the leather supple and the steel sharp and shining. Tail wags as looks at the tall Alpha, happiness clearly written on her face as she says, “Art! I didn’t expect to see you until after your wedding. Do you have a lesson for me?” Enthusiastically, she catches his blazing ember gaze and smiles warmly as she waits to hear what he has in store for them.

"Fern Lark"

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