Pilgrimage (Festival Climax)
08-21-2014, 07:19 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-21-2014, 07:22 AM by Kaprasíus.)
None of the wolves here, save for those in his family, had any idea why they were celebrating. It was not merely for fun, and it was certainly not just to bring the packs together for a season of frivolity and camaraderie -- it was so much more than that. This was a celebration for their gods, for Thor and for Odin, for Magni and or Freyja; for all of the ?sir and the Vanir. As with all festivals, there was only one thing left to be done. And so he wouldn't dare ignore his sister's call, as she summoned those who remained here to join them for the end of the festival, and for the bl?t.
He was dizzy with excitement at the prospect of what was to come. Would the visitors of Ebony even know what was to happen? How many would turn away in disgust and fear? Kapras?us felt drunk with elation as he made his way toward the small group that had gathered. His posture was relaxed and he found a grin growing on his muzzle as he aimed to bump Katja's shoulder with his nose. His gaze would search the darkness, finding many strangers to him still lingered here.. and finally they found Au?ra, and he would shift to stand beside her. Though he had never been close to her, now was not the time to dwell on their differences, but rather the time to be one as family. "Jeg elsker deg," he told her softly, brushing his face lightly against her cheek, a surprisingly serious tone to his voice despite the elation he felt. "Ikke v?r redd."
TABLE + CODING BY TIFF
WARNING: Kaprasíus is extremely prone to violence, including maim fights & character claiming.
Katja is also welcome in any and all of his threads, without warning.
He also has a bush viper companion named Jǫrmungandr.