The Summer Bonfire
Pack seasonal event, open to current pack guests
Knight
Bloodletter
10-15-2023, 05:03 PM
As the day of the Bonfire Festival got closer, Fern found herself drifting into a sort of melancholy. This will be the first year since she had become a Hallows wolf that she will be facing the memories of her past without her mate by her side. Rudyard had taken their adventurous son Kipling on a tour of Boreas and Auster and the gray woman finds herself missing them horribly. Still, the woman has tried her best to keep herself busy by running patrols and helping her daughters whenever they needed her and, sometimes, even when they didn’t need her. Finally, the day arrived of the Festival and she carefully prepares a small bundle in honor of her mother. In a small square of cloth, she places a few sprigs of lavender, a small chunk of her own fur, and a dried sunflower. For a moment, she just stands there, in the couple’s room, looking at the dried flower in the center of it all and remembers the nights that her sweet mother had sang her to sleep. Tears build in her eyes as the memories play out and she misses the soft approach of Puff’s tiny paws. The small stoat approaches the woman and softly says, “It’s time, Fern.” Blinking away her past, a few tears slip free to trail down her cheeks as she looks down at her companion. A gentle smile pulls at her lips and she silently nods her agreement, pulling the corners of her cloth pouch together before lowering it so Puff can help her to tie it closed. Once it is ready, she hands it off to the stoat for a moment so that can she bustle around the room to gather a couple of the larger pelts. With the items draped over her form, she takes the bundle back and nods to Puff who leads the way out. It doesn’t take the pair long to arrive at the meeting area and she spies her daughter Meadow sitting beside Mercury. With a smile, she picks a space a little further away from the large gathering and lays out the pelts, a signal for her children that it is a safe place to retreat to if they feel overwhelmed. Once they are smoothed out and ready to be sat on, Fern moves to the unlit bonfire and gently lowers her bundle onto the pyre. Lingering for a moment, she softly whispers to the wind, “I miss you mom.” Gentle blue eyes move over to where Artorias sits with an unknown pup and a soft chuckle bubbles out as she drifts away from them. Fern then retreats to the safe space she had created to sit and watch the lighting of the fire. "Fern Carpathius" | "Puff" |
Fern has a female stoat companion named Puff. She is always nearby.
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