FESTIVAL
07-24-2014, 11:01 AM
The woman had heard the call of festivites. It was an odd call, not one you heard on the daily. A call for everyone to come. It beckoned her. She wondered who of her family would attend? If any at all? Cerb and Art did not seem to be the festival types. But, Nephele wanted to scope it out. Depending on the atmosphere she would stay of leave. Hopefully it had events. Like sparring perhaps. Games maybe. The girl would love to flaunt her sparring skills off for she had been working quite hard to be a good fighter. The lady would slither her way to the pack lands. She tried to guess which pack it was. Though, as she arrived at the border it smelled odd. Nephele would take a moment but she could smell all the other Wolves who had freely entered the territory. The Elysium woman moved across the borders with ease, but she would still remain hesitant. She did not smell any of her pack mates scents as she moved closer to the lake. Yet, her cyan and purple orbs feasted upon the a gathering of colorful Wolves. Many were bunched up around the possible host therefore her small bodice would move to the ebony fae. She would listen, her suspicions growing true. SHe was the host. Nephele would smile softly, the vixen allowing her head to dip in formalities. "Greetings, I am Nephele Elysius of Elysium. Thank you for hosting such an event, I am quite excited to see what is in store." The delightful fae would nod before turning to meet others. She was not shy but she did not wish to bug anyone. The golden marked beauty would move to sit off to the side. She was not awkward, she was just observing until something happened. |