Basilisk would lead down to the Hallows any wolf that wished to come with him. Leading them in a group to the distant castle territory. The walk was a long one, and his reindeer Orso towed a small cart with any supplies that his pack wished to bring. He’d packed up a little painting kit for Ignita, in case inspiration struck her. This was… this was a chance to put down the things that had been hurting them, to concentrate on something new.

They arrived at the Starlit plains and Basilisk lifted back his head and let out a call to let Artorias know they had come, that they had received the Lord of Cinders invite. “Alright everyone, enjoy yourselves. I’m just a call away if you need me. And don’t get drunk and pick a fight with our host.” He teased, voice light.


"Speech"

Spider is subdued at Bas’ side, so lost in thought they scarcely notice the pack has arrived until Bas makes his announcement. lifting their head, they glance around the unfamiliar territory, skimming the plains with a neutral expression. ordinarily, they’d find this kind of thing thrilling - so many new faces! - but all they can muster is a dull stirring of vague interest. well, at least there’s drink; Spider’s pretty sure this is the kind of situation where imbibing is appropriate. “i’ll be over here,” they mumble. picking up a full bottle, they tuck it into their side and slink off from the rest of the group, silently daring someone to say something. they’re almost an adult, after all - and it’s not like it’ll be their first.

"Speech"

She was going to the Hallows again! Oh Delightful! And this time she was fully recovered.

As Boreas winter made way for Auster summer she could feel the summer sun kiss her skin through her thin fur once more. She had almost forgotten what it had felt like! The weather here was more humid than her desert birthplace but all the same, she was happy to be so warm again!

She wanted to see if she could get a peek at their library! Maybe they knew how to mix their own pigments for paints! Ignita was beside herself as they neared the castle, just like a fairy tale in the books.

After they arrived and started getting settled she approached Basilisk, "Do you think Artorias would let me take a peek in their library? I know its not part of the festival, but... Books!" She nearly squealed as she said books. Maybe she could meet one of the Hallows pack members and they could help her find the library.

"Speech"