Happy Birthday, times twelve

Nelu nodded in response to his father asking if he was excited for the day. He was, at least as excited as he tended to get which was still relatively calm. Once everyone settled his father began to sing and Nelu tilted his head to the side curiously but soon gathered that this was some sort of tradition and so he settled down and just listened, wondering how such a tradition got started. When Artorias had finished he gave a short speech and then in was time for the pups to open up the presents.

Nelu examined his gift with his paws for a moment before he started to unwrap the gift. He worked precisely and efficiently at his unwrapping until he revealed his gift of black leather armor. It was a lovely piece of craftsmanship and he ran a paw over the steel gorget. He looked to his mother and father with a smile. "This is wonderful craftsmanship, and a most excellent gift. Thank you, very much." He examined a bit further before stepping away from the table and working to put it on. Samiri scrambled up his leg to help assist with adjustments. Though a scholar foremost he appreciated the gift, especially after his run in with the raider boy. He wanted to be able to help protect his family and the wolves that were given rest here.