White Wedding

Walk | Talk | Think

As soon as she had heard about the betrothal, and the happy change that had taken place to it, Tahlia had been extremely delighted for the young groom. Prince Maverick had been the one to accept her into the pack and had proven to her undoubtedly that Seracia was the place where she would be most happy. The tour he had given her had been incredibly enjoyable and helpful all the same, and to know that the young wolf who had made her transition into the pack so easy and seamless was going into marriage with a she-wolf that he cared for and loved made her wish to play witness to the happy moment and add her merry wishes to the many others he would surely receive.

She had risen with the rest, gathering at Gerhardt's call, and sitting primly amongst her pack mates listened as their leader instructed them on the events that would follow and the strict guidelines they would be held to. The thought of being able to visit another territory in the company of her pack only added to her excitement about joining them at the wedding, and the smile about her face was one full of eager anticipation and honest joy. Wasting no time, the russet and black she-wolf had trailed after the rest, sticking close and watching the horizon expectantly.

Golden eyes were attentive and observant as they neared their destination, pausing her advance along with the rest of the pack and settling in amongst the others as Gerhardt and Maverick called out to the Valhallan pack. A few words were exchanged with those who stood about, and Tahlia chuckled gently. "So exciting!" she murmured happily, her quiet words meant for no one in particular and perhaps just for herself. She smiled as she continued to look past the pack land's border, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the pack's leaders and this sweet sounding young lady that would be the wife of the Seracian Prince.