New Beginings, Love Flowers

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ooc: sorry -short!


Imena's call would not go without response for long. Chrysanthe would immediately start her trek toward the shore, wondering what the denmother needed of her. The smell of flowers gently wafted beneath her nose, mixing with the salty scent the air naturally held - the effect was an aroma that was almost calming. What was the eta planning? Stepping onto the soft sands of the shore, Chrysanthe would yip a greeting to Imena as soon as she saw her, nodding to at the woman. The other seemed to be a bit nervous, but excited about something judging by the way that she was gently pacing. The flowers in her fur were a lovely decoration, the pep to her step a welcome change in demeanor - and with that the alpha started to put the pieces together.



"White flowers - a wedding?" She would ask her when she was close enough to look her in the eye. At the word 'wedding' Chrysanthe would perk up a bit as well. The last wedding that Chrysanthe had attended had been her sister's. And although she had mixed feelings about her sister leaving for Seracia way back when, she felt nothing but joy in this situation. Imena was getting married! The woman's lips would pull back in a smile, and she would hum, pleased. "You picked a great day." She was sure those that attended would feel the same way.



"And You look lovely, I hope you aren't too nervous." The alpha would smile, hoping that she would settle down a bit - but honestly, the excitement was a good look on the eta. She enjoyed seeing her happy.