Tale Weaver Feast

The borders of Fenmyre have been open to the Hallows wolves but Fern has not visited the pack yet. A storytelling festival had been announced and the gray woman was eager to hear what tales others weave and to also meet members of the neighboring pack. Fern had convinced Rudyard to accompany her and the pair have claimed a wide fur that fits them both comfortable. The newlyweds cling to each other in a lovey-dovey way that only newlyweds seem to find.

Fern reclines into the motley gray man that is now her mate and a loving smile rest on her lips. It seems she only has eyes for him as the pair eat from the plentiful feast that has been provided. The leader, Chimera, stands and nods to his guests and the gray woman looks to him, lifting her goblet of wine in toast. Once he is done talking, Fern downs the wine before snuggling closer to Rudyard. A happy sigh is expelled as she plays with his paw, enjoying the fact that they are now mates.


"Fern Lark"