An Intense Situation
Stolas, Manea, Alastor?
02-26-2023, 09:34 PM
After the excitement of their unexpected coyote brawl earlier in the day, Stolas found himself quite thankful that the trip back to Elysium had been mostly uneventful. One attempt at being eaten alive had been enough, thank you very much! The two wolves' traveling had taken up most of the day, and by the time they crossed into Elysian lands it was already past dusk and well on into nighttime. The days were slowly getting longer as winter came to an end, but the nights still outlasted the days. The Klein lad did find it peculiar that Fiametta didn't bother to announce her presence or the arrival of a guest to anyone as they set off across the land bridge, but perhaps she had far more freedoms in Elysium than he did in Ashen. It wasn't a preposterous thought, he supposed, just unexpected.
Stolas crossed the land bridge at Fia's side, watching the dark ocean around them in fascination. Her home reminded him of the archipelago Ashen had owned, but Alias was massively bigger than any of the smaller islands that had once been his home! Stolas gawked at the towering forest of pine trees, the clear starry heavens overhead, the bands of aurora borealis that could be seen with how close to the north they were. Alias Island was beautiful, and he understood why Elysium had chosen to claim these lands as their home. He followed his friend every step of the way up to the mountain path that led into the high peaks of the mountain range, pausing only when she did. Stolas cast a curious glance to Fia. She suddenly looked a bit perplexed, like she had something to say but didn't know how to say it.
Eventually, when she did speak, it was to wish him luck and reassure him that he'd be fine. That certainly caught Stolas off guard! He blinked, gray eyes widening and mouth dropping open. "I should be fine? Fine against what?" he asked with a bit of concern growing in his voice. Fia didn't say any more though, simply setting up off the path. Stolas balked, but followed her all the same, suddenly wondering what he was getting himself into. That dread and curiosity was answered as they reached the Mendacium family den, the fire-marked teen leading him inside, where he was met with two massive dire wolves. One was a magnificent swirl of violet and black fur, and the other was so dark he almost blended into the shadows, only his blazing red markings making him noticeable. Stolas figured out by the matching marking between sire and daughter that these were Fia's parents. His suspicions were further confirmed when Fiametta greeted each adult with some affection and their names. Oh boy, it was time to meet the parents.
Swallowing back his nervousness, Stolas mentally recited all of his decorum lessons that his fathers had painstakingly taught him while trying not to panic. Fia gestured for him to sit, and so he came over to sit beside her, smiling to both Manea and Alastor while dipping his head respectfully to them both. "Hello Ma'am, Sir. I'm Stolas Klein-Destruction, from Ashen. It's nice to meet you both," he said when Fia introduced him, looking between the alpha couple while trying to hide his nervousness. "Uh, can I help you with set the table or put anything out?"
"Stolas"
Stolas crossed the land bridge at Fia's side, watching the dark ocean around them in fascination. Her home reminded him of the archipelago Ashen had owned, but Alias was massively bigger than any of the smaller islands that had once been his home! Stolas gawked at the towering forest of pine trees, the clear starry heavens overhead, the bands of aurora borealis that could be seen with how close to the north they were. Alias Island was beautiful, and he understood why Elysium had chosen to claim these lands as their home. He followed his friend every step of the way up to the mountain path that led into the high peaks of the mountain range, pausing only when she did. Stolas cast a curious glance to Fia. She suddenly looked a bit perplexed, like she had something to say but didn't know how to say it.
Eventually, when she did speak, it was to wish him luck and reassure him that he'd be fine. That certainly caught Stolas off guard! He blinked, gray eyes widening and mouth dropping open. "I should be fine? Fine against what?" he asked with a bit of concern growing in his voice. Fia didn't say any more though, simply setting up off the path. Stolas balked, but followed her all the same, suddenly wondering what he was getting himself into. That dread and curiosity was answered as they reached the Mendacium family den, the fire-marked teen leading him inside, where he was met with two massive dire wolves. One was a magnificent swirl of violet and black fur, and the other was so dark he almost blended into the shadows, only his blazing red markings making him noticeable. Stolas figured out by the matching marking between sire and daughter that these were Fia's parents. His suspicions were further confirmed when Fiametta greeted each adult with some affection and their names. Oh boy, it was time to meet the parents.
Swallowing back his nervousness, Stolas mentally recited all of his decorum lessons that his fathers had painstakingly taught him while trying not to panic. Fia gestured for him to sit, and so he came over to sit beside her, smiling to both Manea and Alastor while dipping his head respectfully to them both. "Hello Ma'am, Sir. I'm Stolas Klein-Destruction, from Ashen. It's nice to meet you both," he said when Fia introduced him, looking between the alpha couple while trying to hide his nervousness. "Uh, can I help you with set the table or put anything out?"
