It was time. With no small amount of trepidation, Basilisk loaded up their wagon. Setting up an area for the puppies, as well as some supplies for the journey. Hooking it up to Orso the Reindeer, he let out a call. Summoning those that would be coming with them down to the Hallows. It was a pretty open invitation, he wasn’t sure who wished to be a part of the ceremony.

Their children and Ignita were the only guests he was truly certain of. He leaned against the wagon, and waited for them to arrive. For the pups, this would be the biggest journey of their lives. He’s already given them a lecture about being on their best behaviour.


"Jamie"||"Iskandor"||"Selene"||"Citadel"||"Selene"||"Balrog"||"Ignita"||"Basilisk"

Life just wanted to rush her through all the milestones when she could barely keep up with herself. She was excited and worried and nervous and joyous and grateful and all the things! She ushered the children up into the cart after Bas made the call out. She kissed Orso on his little reindeer nose for being so diligent and hard-working. She looked up at their falcons circling together overhead and her possum settling in with some of the kids. Did she have some paper to sketch on for their journey? What about a book to read to them? Should she bring her painting supplies? So many things to think about! What did each child need, she needed an extra bag to keep herbs for Jamie or any others that might catch a cold. Would Jamie be okay on the journey?

Her mind was buzzing with all the questions and worries. At least the journey down to the Hallows had become familiar to her. She'll be as ready as she'll ever be, probably forgetting something for sure. She glanced at Bas and suddenly her world felt warm and still around her. Her mind filled with his certainty. She leaned against him and stole a kiss as the little ones all loaded in.


"Jamie"||"Iskandor"||"Citadel"||"Selene"||"Balrog"||"Ignita"||"Basilisk"

Selene, as always was gungho at the prospect of traveling and new adventures! She was ready ready ready times forever! She was chattering along to her siblings asking a bajillion questions like why was it called the Hallows, how long the trip was, how they would get there, what they might see along the way, and what a wedding was. Someone might have answered her but she would ask the question three moments later all over again as if she didn't hear it. It might be close to nap time. She wanted to SEE EVERYTHING all the time!! She also wondered who else would come with them.


"Selene"

He heard the call that they were starting ti head down to the Hallows for Ignita and Basilisk's wedding. You know what? He never traveled outside of the Armada or neighboring territories, except on Raids. After the harrowing ordeal of the Blight, his father not recognizing him in his sickness and everything else, he needed a vacation. And maybe he could help keep an eye on his little cousins for the bride and groom's sake.

He packed a small bag and offered the invitation to travel down to the Hallows to Vesper or to stay here and made his way to the troop.

"I'm coming. I can't imagine missing this after I missed everything else. I can keep an eye on the littles during the ceremony and reception too." He said winking at said littles. He was still rather overly lean and haggard in appearance but a brightness entered his gaze at the prospect of a new adventure.


"Speech!"

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Jamie arrives at a sedate trot, jaw cracking as she yawns. her fur is rumpled from the nap she’d taken, ensuring she’s as well rested as possible for the journey; today is bound to tire her out. blinking the sleep from her eyes, she observes her sister’s antis with a mix of amusement and irritation. “chill out, Sel, you’re making me dizzy just watching you.” her gaze shifts to uncle Ollie, huffing at his comment. ”i don’t need watching,” she protests, lifting her chin at what she imagines to be a dignified angle. “i can look after myself, unlike some of these fur-brains.” she gestures to her littermates - but despite her disparaging comment, there’s a gleam of mischief in her eye. if anyone enjoys ruling up their siblings, it’s her.

"Jamie"

despite Spider’s…mixed feelings around the whole thing, there’s no way they were ever gonna miss Bas’ wedding. that doesn’t mean their stomach doesn’t twist as they approach, however, face a careful mask of neutrality. they still can’t even parse if they’re happy about this union; if it’d been Bas and Hazel tying the knot, the Spider of several months ago would’ve been absolutely ecstatic. but…Bas and Ignita? can they truly say, with their entire chest, that they’re happy for them?

brushing the thoughts aside, Spider moves to embrace Bas, resting their head briefly on his shoulder. “congratulations, old man.” they withdraw with a teasing little smile, but it dims as they glance at Ignita. Spider hesitates, then settles for a silent nod. yep, very mature, very polite. attention shifting, Spider allows the pups to distract them, incredibly glad for their noisy antics. “hey, kiddos! who wants a piggy back ride to the Hallows?”

"Araneae Fatalis"