Let the Festivities Begin

With her gift delivered Gossamer milled about, sampling a few items from the feast as she tried to committed faces and scents to memory. She still had yet to ask for names. A familiar voice caught her attention and she turned to see Aslatiel. She grinned. It had been a long time and she hadn't expected to see her older sister here, let alone with the scent of their host pack. "Hey Asla, I wasn't expecting to see you here. Is this your pack now?" Her eyes glanced just briefly to the side at the large purple man that was accompanying her sister. Her smile faltered. It was her brother, Indigo. She was never really sure what to think of the man. He was the only sibling she'd never really talked to and it was hard not to feel abandoned by him. She swiftly turned her focus back to Asla and kept it there. If she was honest she resented Indigo. To know she had had an older sibling who was a healer, who could have helped her when she scrambling for a teacher, who opted to just flounce off with his hippies without giving her so much as the time of day. Since he'd shown little interest in her she was just fine with returning the favor.