OOC:This is what the ring looks like: http://meaningofflower-s.com/wp-content/up...ment-rings1.jpg
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This was it. He couldn’t wait any longer. The coal wolf had decided that morning that he couldn’t keep his feelings inside anymore. During the family meeting it was clear that Tony was very pissed off at him, and he at Tony, over the enter situation but he dare not drag it out any longer. All he wanted was to be a father to his new pups and to have Alyssum as his mate, was that really so difficult? The female had been plastered in his mind all week, his feelings become more concrete as the days passed and after Tony’s words he knew this was exactly what he wanted and hell to anyone who thought differently. He would ask the girl to be with him and wouldn’t blink at any words against him. It had been almost year since his mateship ended and plenty had happened in that time to change him. He was more confidant than ever, but he would need to confess to her that Skye had just given birth to his pups, her step pups should she accept his proposal.
A bouquet of wild flowers and three rings lay neatly on the table in the middle of the sitting area as he stared at himself in the cracked mirror in his room, awkwardly trying to follow the instructions in the book in front of him on how to do up a bow tie. It was times like this he was thankful he could read. It was through reading that he had fond out more about how the humans had proposed mateship to one another with an engagement ring, the more showy ring, and then when they became official and joined by Fenris…or whatever God they believed in, they exchanged matching rings.
At last he got the bow tie in place, the black against his red button up, fur cape and leather shoulder piece making him look rather charming, at least he thought so. All that was left to do was to pick up the flowers and the engagement ring, take those few steps across the hall to the Luna’s chambers, and blurt out his confessions. Nervously fidgeting he mentally pumped himself up before proceeding with the plan. The ring was tucked into his pocket and the flowers clutched in his left hand as he anxiously knocked on the door. “Aly. It’s me.” He managed to choke out, announcing his presence and hopefully prompting her to get to the door before he could become nervous enough to turn around and hide in his room.
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