Let the Festivities Begin

The four of them had settled in well in Elysium and it seemed that both her children and Indigo were thriving. That was all that Asla wanted in life. The day of the festivities came and her children were given permission to do as they pleased. She and Indigo decided to make an appearance at the gathering for pack solidarity and to just relax for a time. There would be no drinking as the small but powerful fae still needed to be sharp in case anyone caused a ruckus, but they could eat and spend time together.

The giant, purple man graced her with a little kiss and they were off, paying their respects to Manea, seeing the new little bundle of fire, then finding a suitable place to call their own for the evening. As they stood, Asla noted that Gossamer stood before them. Their little sister had grown. With a nudge to Indigo's shoulder, Asla motioned in front of them with a point of her muzzle. "Hello, Gossamer." A simple greeting as it would have been rude to say nothing. She wondered if any of their other family members were here.

Once they were settled down on one of the thick furs, Asla turned to the dire brute. "Do you want anything? Food? Wine?" She'd get him whatever he wanted.

"Aslatiel"