I am Hers, She is Mine

Kotori had come to see a beloved sister get married.  Of all their family Briar had made the most of herself so far.  Kotori was all about pride in his Fatalis blood and was glad that Briar had found a mate who was also an alpha of a pack.
 
Kotori wasn’t wearing anything to add to his appearance but his coat was perfectly clean and well-groomed.  The horned wolf had also found a bit of lavender oil that he’d had sprinkled lightly around his shoulder blades.  

Spotting another of his sisters near the front Kotori moved to take a seat near Gossamer, “Hey Gossy,” Kotori greeted softly.  Turning his head to look over his shoulder to see who else was here or those still arriving.   This was a fancy wedding, something his sister deserved.  Whenever he took a mate it should be this good.  An unplanned image came to his mind and small smile came to his face.  He'd settle for nothing less than a princess to be his mate.

"Kotori Fatalis"