03-28-2010, 05:40 PM
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http://i187.photobucket.com/albums/x242 ... ross-1.png); background-color:#350306; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;">Your Rio-ing was fine, Jenny! Pretend this was here sooner. 300+
Kansas had nearly forgotten about what was happening today. He was absorbed in a book, Wuthering Heights, a dark story but one he was thoroughly enjoying. The only bad thing about being such a voracious reader was his tendency to lose track of many things, time being one of them, events being the other. Only when went to flip a page with his nose (he was an adept Lupus reader) did he realize that there was noise downstairs, the noise of a gathering. He cursed under his breath and left the book open as he stood, exited his room and headed for the living area. He entered behind a small gathering, one of Marinos and their relatives. This was important to Savina, so he cursed himself for arriving later than most of the happening's attendants. He should have been one of the very first, as Savina's mate.
He didn't want to slip into a funk of self-pity. Kansas put a smile on his face, one he knew would become geuine soon enough. He slipped in among his family, flashing awkward smiles at the wolves who comprised it. He was very happy to see his brother-in-law there, as well. Ehno was just introducing his children, and Kansas recognized with a wide-eyed stare the little girl he'd rescued from the river, Rio. She was sitting quietly with her siblings, obviously happy to be in a strange new place. Kansas was glad that she was there, unharmed by any more mishaps.
The boy made a beeline for Savina, simply because he didn't want too much time to pass until he could be near her once more. He gave her cheek a tender lick, and it was then that his smile grew real. His pale eyes searched for their children, namely Cambria. She wasn't present as he'd hoped, and he knew this was because of Ehno. The father understood her pain and resentment, but he still wished she had come, simply because the family wasn't complete without her. "Hello, everyone," he offered softly at last, to all of the wolves who had come.
Kansas had nearly forgotten about what was happening today. He was absorbed in a book, Wuthering Heights, a dark story but one he was thoroughly enjoying. The only bad thing about being such a voracious reader was his tendency to lose track of many things, time being one of them, events being the other. Only when went to flip a page with his nose (he was an adept Lupus reader) did he realize that there was noise downstairs, the noise of a gathering. He cursed under his breath and left the book open as he stood, exited his room and headed for the living area. He entered behind a small gathering, one of Marinos and their relatives. This was important to Savina, so he cursed himself for arriving later than most of the happening's attendants. He should have been one of the very first, as Savina's mate.
He didn't want to slip into a funk of self-pity. Kansas put a smile on his face, one he knew would become geuine soon enough. He slipped in among his family, flashing awkward smiles at the wolves who comprised it. He was very happy to see his brother-in-law there, as well. Ehno was just introducing his children, and Kansas recognized with a wide-eyed stare the little girl he'd rescued from the river, Rio. She was sitting quietly with her siblings, obviously happy to be in a strange new place. Kansas was glad that she was there, unharmed by any more mishaps.
The boy made a beeline for Savina, simply because he didn't want too much time to pass until he could be near her once more. He gave her cheek a tender lick, and it was then that his smile grew real. His pale eyes searched for their children, namely Cambria. She wasn't present as he'd hoped, and he knew this was because of Ehno. The father understood her pain and resentment, but he still wished she had come, simply because the family wasn't complete without her. "Hello, everyone," he offered softly at last, to all of the wolves who had come.