Dances of Celebration, Joining Of Two Hearts

For a moment he had been concentrated. Standing idly by in place as he figured out what to do. It had been a while since things had happened, and he wondered if things would change again. More then that plagued his mind, however. Thoughts of Ash filled his mind, and he felt bad that he had not spent the time with her that she so clearly deserved. Would she forgive him for being so scarce? Had it been wise to return so soon from the journey he had gone off to so long ago? Yes, of course. She was worth it, and he would begin to make the effort to give her all the loving attention she so deserved. He loved her, and that was all he needed. Swiftly he began his trek towards Erani's call. Vowing to make more effort to be involved more within the pack.


He arrived swiftly, finding that several wolves had already arrived. With confidence, he moved forth to find a seat near several who were gathered. He wondered if his cousin Chrysanthe would show today, for he wanted to talk to her and spend some time with her again. Lately it seemed she was the only real family that was around, and it saddened him in a way inexplicable. He noticed a few new faces, however, the one that stood out to him most was a black and white striped male with a cross upon his left shoulder. A very peculiar newcomer, he would make sure to greet him properly when he got more comfortable, for as it was, he seemed unnerved by so many new faces...and his eyes, was he sad? He gave a slight shake of his head, it was none of his business for now. He would take a seat on the males right side, dipping his head to Erani as he passed. He had so much on his mind that he was too preoccupied with to speak, and the thoughts wandered across his mind like the clouds across the sky. What was this meeting about, he wondered. It was then as he thought, that his gaze cast around for Ashtoreth, was she out hunting? He hoped she would be here soon...he felt strange without her nearby.