The Summer Bonfire

It took her a bit of time to get untangled from her work in the infirmary, having been busy with keeping them stocked on medicines given Ysmir's and Bowen's recent ailments along with preparing a few extra things she could take up to the Armada to help restock their destroyed stores. It did mean that she unfortunately wasn't able to help as much with the bonfire this year, but it certainly wasn't because she wasn't working. Still, she quickly found a stopping point and washed off her paws when she heard her brother's howl so she could go join in on the festivities. As she trotted out of the castle and down to the plains where the event usually took place, it hit her that it had been a whole year since Ysmir's proposal at the last bonfire. A smile crossed her lips at the memory of dancing with her love and his wonderful surprise. She hadn't felt any rush or pressure to actually plan a wedding, but the reminder did make her wonder if that was something they should be considering. She was slightly surprised to see her fiancé sitting a short distance away from the rest of the crowd considering how sick he had been lately, but a glance across the way showed her that Bowen had also come out for the bonfire so she supposed everyone wanted to be here regardless. Taking her place next to Ysmir, she leaned her shoulder gently into his and kissed his cheek before looking out toward her brother to wait for him to light the bonfire and get the event started in earnest.

"Gwynevere & Ysmir"