Fancy Things

Serenity smiled lightly as Briar thanked them. Looking over to Emile with gentle eyes she hummed in a quiet chuckle. "I think I speak for both of us when I say we aren't the most social of The Hallows." She wasn't trying to make her brother feel bad, just to know that he didn't have to feel alone. She knew how anxious he could be. "I think we are both happy to see the pack flourish in each of the hands it has been given. I am at least." The Hallows could only get better from here or so Serenity believed. She couldn't see Artorias as any harsh leader, and while Serenity may not have known the roots of the pack she was certain Artorias would lead them through what the pack was intended for.

She moved to paint the top of the arch, taking time to cover the criss-cross pattern of the wood and certainly wouldn't have denied either wolf if they rose up to her level and helped her finish painting. She'd do the same for either of them.

Once they were done, they just had to wait for the more fresh areas to be dry since painting the arch was a whole task in itself. But once it was done, Sereinty picked it up from the top before asking for help to drop it down on the other side so they could paint that side as well. She glanced to Emile with a smile as she worked, excited to see her brother help in the ways he loved. She was sure he would be great at arranging the floral designs for the arch or anywhere else for the ceremony.

"Serenity"