The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 20)

Nelu rested near his open window, eyes closed as he listened to the birds chirping in the evening air. A cool breeze filtered in, stirring his fur and easing the soreness that still plagued his body. He was growing stronger by the day but he still wasn't back to full health. Tonight would be the Bonfire Festival and he debated whether or not he would go. He wanted to get back to normalcy, to spend more time with his family. Yet at the same time he wished to lay there and continue to recover. Dare he spend his scarce energy? He didn't want to be set back but at the same time this was an event that only happened once a year.

Opening his eyes and taking a deep breath Nelu got to his feet and set about trying to make himself look presentable. He was still thin but not as emaciated as he had been upon his awakening. He tidied himself as best he could, staring back at himself in the mirror, taking a moment to acknowledge how different he looked and noting it would not always be this way.

With that he gathered his companions and headed to the festival. He arrived just as the bonfire was lit and quietly moved closer to the fire, trying not to disturb the crowd as he settled down to take a brief rest. Though it seemed in need not have worried for a fight soon broke out. One of the raiders alphas, he assumed the man that had supposedly been killed but clearly hadn't been, moved for the former Ethne alphess.

Immediately two Hallows wolves moved for the man. Nelu remained where he was but watched intently, taking mental notes at how the older warriors tended to these matters. While Nelu's focus would be his crafting skills and pottery he wanted to know how he could contribute as a warrior as well. Clearly, this was an example. He could help enforce peace at such events. He filed that away as a future duty to make sure he was prepared for and then focused on his fellow warriors to take note of their form and technique.