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With the bonfire lit and the festivities well underway, Ember separated herself from her family's side so her mother and father could play the roles as hosts and mingle with the guests. It also seemed like some sort of scuffle had almost started, and while Ember wouldn't shy away from the chance to partake in a brawl, she didn't want to stoke those flames on her own home turf. While her father took care of the drama, the Carpathian princess began to peruse the party, seeking out one wolf in particular. She'd heard from other wolves in Hemlock that aside from Víðarr who was otherwise disposed, Erik's half-brother Steig was the family's lead authority on their native tongue. That little tidbit of information became invaluable to the princess, especially for the plans she had.

Searching for the boy of earthen brown hues she'd seen occasionally around Hemlock, Ember found him after some moments of seeking, her expression brightening with triumph. She approached the surprisingly large boy who was currently drinking down some beverage that pups probably shouldn't have been consuming, all smiles and sweetness as she prepared to ask him for a favor. "Hiya Steig! Enjoying the festival?" she asked, getting the pleasantries out of the way first. This was still a party after all. "Did you have a moment to chat? I wanted to ask a favor of you."

"Ember Carpathius" | "Carpathian"