The Inaugural Harvest Ball

Wolves spilled in, the ground growing, the noise growing and Nelu found himself uncertain on how best to proceed. He had not considered this event much previously and thus had not done the proper research on making and establishing friendships. He looked to his father and nodded tentatively. "I will do my best, father, though it would seem the participants are breaking into potential couplings." He wasn't quite sure on the difference between friendships and potentially romantic partners. Was it wise for him to insert himself between these potential romances? But then if he just sat on the sidelines he would not be able to make a friend at all.

Hmmm… he scanned the little groups and spied two girls from Heiðinn and decided it would be good to make friends from another pack. He approached the girls (Delphi and Maki) but before he could say anything a boy appeared to ask on of the girls for a dance. Ahhh, oh dear, was he supposed to be doing such as well? He didn't know much about dancing nor romancing. No, no, he'd like to try to make a friend first. He wasn't terribly interested in finding a romantic partner. He turned to the remaining girl (Delphi). "Greetings, welcome to The Hallows, my name is Nelu. You are from the mountains in the east, yes, Fenrir's Maw? I hear it is a most ferocious territory."