The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 18)

Though she was still familiarizing herself with the customs and traditions of this pack she had found herself in, word of the upcoming bonfire and the preparations for it had very quickly gotten around. She was a bit late to the game as far as finding a way to contribute, but she did manage to pull out a bit of her skills as a former hunter to help out with the vast array of food that was spread out on a long table the day before. Now though, it seemed like preparations were finally over and as Artorias called them all together she made her way to join the rest of her new pack–even though she was really only looking for one face in the crowd. As she wandered in behind a group of wolves that were all moving out of the castle about the same time, she spotted Mercury's slate form through the crowd and she grinned, weaving her way through the other wolves to come join him. "I don't think I've ever been around this many wolves at one time," she told him with a chuckle as she came to sit beside him, her blue and green gaze scanning the crowd as the day light continued to dim. She couldn't think of a time when she had experienced something like this before so she was excited to see how this was going to go and kept her attention up toward Artorias as he prepared to start the bonfire with her shoulder lightly leaning into Mercery's.

"Anthea Dásos"