Autumn Rains Mean Wedding Plans

Artorias liked the rain. The rhythmic melody of the falling water tapping against panes of glass was soothing, a welcome white noise to relax his active brain. Which given that he was currently overstimulating it by trying to study up on the sign language Gwynevere and Ysmir had made up meant it was a well received boon. If he'd thought Carpathian had been difficult to learn from scratch, this was something entirely different altogether! But still, he owed it to his pack mate to learn how to best communicate with him. Ysmir was a part of their family now—literally if his relationship with Gwyn continued to grow like it was—and he wanted to make the former Fireside wolf feel welcomed and a part of the Hallows as much as he could. Even still, learning what different random gestures meant was... odd to say the least. But he was trying his best.

His brother's call for him broke him out of his deep thoughts, dark ears perking to catch his brother's message. It was unusual for Rudyard to call without there being an emergency, but right now he was just grateful that his brother didn't sound like he was in any sort of trouble or danger. Rolling back up the many, many scrolls of illustrations Gwyn had made him explaining their sign language, the Aegis exited his private chambers and made his way downstairs to the great hall where the call had come from. When he rounded the corner, he wasn't exactly surprised to find Fern and Rudy together. The pair had been inseparable since their relationship began. Art smirked at the two and approached them, shooting both wolves a suspicious glance.

"When the two of you call me together, I know I'm about to be asked for a favor," Artorias said with an amused chuckle. The dire wolf took a seat on the expansive furs laid out in front of the great hearth, waving a paw to give them the floor to speak. "Go on, what do you two want to do now?"

"Artorias" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Eira" | "Argent"