This is set after the wedding!
Magnus liked the rock garden, he liked to hop onto the shorter rocks, then onto bigger ones, until he could see for miles a top a large rock. He sat on rock, smiling at the view. A light flurry fell, coating his already frosty coat, little flakes of white clinging to him. He shook himself a little, trying not to off-balance himself. He had come out here to hunt, but prey was scarce. He needed food for himself and his mate, aurora. He smiled, the wedding had been such a romantic affair. Exactly what he had planned. His black tipped banner swishing behind him, he almost wanted to parade around, showing off the fact that he had found Aurora, the perfect woman. He stood up and hopped down onto a smaller rock, and again, until he reached the ground. Where he shook himself off and looked around, wondering where the best place to find prey was.
"Speech"
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