Will lightning strike our fears away?
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The Angela groaned as she padded toward the ceremonial grounds early in the morning to set everything up for the evening ceremony. Her belly was weighing her down more than ever; she was wondering if there were more pups in there than she had previously guessed...she felt movements, but couldn't discern exactly how many would be born. More than two, certainly. Her stomach bulged out in front of her, making her more front heavy and causing her to over-compensate with her back. She hadn't expected that another couple would be professing their love to one another so soon after Teddy and her niece Demi. Perhaps love was like a disease of some sort; once someone got it, it would catch on and spread. Luckily, it hadn't seemed to have affected her so far.


She got the fire going without much difficulty, starting the coals burning in the path that they would have to walk across together to reach her. Maxia Negra was quiet for the most part, birds silent in the trees surrounding her. It hadn't rained yet but the sky was beginning to darken a bit as she worked, getting everything prepared. She had brought the lamb with her that morning, one only a couple of days old, to use for the ceremony. She'd also created a few charms for the occasion, ones that would hopefully give the pair good luck in their following days together. Once everything was finished, the female put her head back to call for the pair and for anyone who wished to watch the ceremony or give gifts to the unconventional couple.


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He's just gonna watch for a while.

His ears twitched to the call, not because he knew (nor cared about) the couple who would be undergoing the rites that would take place, but because he felt a unusual need to care for the snow white Angela. The months of her condition were coming to a close — it was in the closing moments that he expected her to need the most help. There was no tie keeping him at her side, nor was there a reason for him to be invested in her care, but as the eldest male in her entourage (and clearly the most level-headed, what with all of this talk of love about), he felt undesired responsibility. It was responsibility all the same, and it was this that drove him from his den to the surface with the call of the white female — the desire to ensure she was helped. In the past, he had come to realize that love, whatever it was, made the minds of others selfish.

Crimson eyes preceded his presence, the gaze falling onto the fire-lighted pelt of the pregnant D'Angelo while his faintly silvered jaws remained closed. It seemed no one else had come just yet, but he expected them to be along soon. Hands clasping behind his back, he remained on the borders of Maxia Negra, watching with diligent eyes to ensure nothing went wrong with the pale-pelted woman as she professed blessing over two more souls.

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WC:000+ - Long, boring post... but suddenly I feel like a mother watching her baby boy's wedding. x3


After weeks of prodding and subtle hints, Matteo had somehow convinced Alaki to keep to pack traditions. Or maybe it was the other way around, with Alaki slowly convincing him. Either way, the rather unique pair were, as Teo so giddily called it, getting married. Their ceremony was that morning, a bit early for the boys but agreeably a good time for it. The entire night prior, Matteo hadn't been able to sleep. He'd been jittery and nervous. He had a fairly good reason to be. He was getting married.

In front of an entire pack. His pack. To another male, a wolf no less. His brother had not been informed, at least not by him. Teo secretly hoped that the darker Trovato wouldn't show up for the ceremony at all; he had no doubt in his mind that Giu would be furious. And what of Gemma? He'd told her and in all the excitement, he hadn't bothered to check her eyes to see how she really felt about it. It almost felt... other-worldy as it was, him getting married to someone, to Alaki!

He'd just have to accept whatever reactions the others had. Naniko had... grimly approved of the union, so the ceremony was to continue, despite whatever sour attitudes showed up.

Matteo was dressed in something... interesting, to say the least. His black shirt, dark pants and of course, no boots or paw coverings. Not the suit he wore to Demi's ceremony, for sure, but somehow he still looked handsome. His hair was tied back in intricate braids, all forming one surprisingly neat bundle between his shoulders, beads decorating many of the smaller braids. His fur was perfectly groomed, not a hair out of place, not even a fleck of dirt. Despite the quivering hands, Teo was ready.

As was little Camilla, who had insisted on being a 'flower girl' at his wedding. She'd started shifting recently and ever since her first shift she'd almost always been in her optime form, as felt natural to any Trovato. She'd been dressed in a cute off-white sundress, her hair tied back neatly into a french braid and fur neatly combed. She'd taken the time the previous evening to pick a basket of flower petals and after a lot of begging, Teo had caved and allowed her to 'be his flower girl' for the ceremony. She was strictly instructed to stay with the crowd and away from the fire. If Gemma showed, she was to cling to the white lady and not leave her side until it was time for gifts. She'd agreed to it after a few minutes of scolding. Damn Trovato stubborn attitude issues.

Teo was just pacing back and forth in the room he shared with his sister and Alaki, tail waving out of excitement, mouth dry with nerves. That's when Naniko howled for them. Camilla was the one who heard it best and she quickly dragged her brother out to the ceremonial grounds, talking excitedly the entire was and not bothering to look back and see if Alaki were keeping up.

He came onto the ceremonial grounds with nervous eyes and a weak smile. Camilla rushed around instantly, tossing petals about carelessly but cheerfully, 'decorating' for her brother's strange wedding. This is gonna be a disaster. I just know it. He swallowed that stupid fear though and looked around while he waited. The coals were laid down, a lamb was chosen, the bones crossed above it all looked just as forboding as they had when he'd first seen them. Somehow though, when Alaki caught up to them, he was sure that he'd feel ready for this. After all, who didn't feel safe beside their knight?

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ooc; enter Gemma Big Grin (Gemma's dress) (The wedding present) also corny lyrics Big Grin mwhahaha

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She had never been to a wedding before. Or anything close to a ceremony of love and to celebrate mateship. For once the woman had left her whorish clothes at home and brought out her one special item of clothing she owned. The dress was a royal blue color that brought out the sky in her eyes exceptionally well. She had found it some time ago whilst rummaging through old housing, it was her best find to date and the woman had even sewn a sash onto the back of it in an icy blue hue that made her appear slimmer than she already was in a nice way. She walked towards where the ceremony would be taking place with her gift in hand, she knew Matteo was of the christian faith and placed a lot of stock in his gods and she had found the Trovato man a silvery necklace with a small but elegantly carved cross and a small sapphire set into the apex of the cross

She told herself that she was happy for him and Alaki and tried to pretend that her chest didn't ache fiercely and that the idea of them together didn't make her both suicidal and homicidal. The woman gripped the badly wrapped present tightly in her paws almost crushing the box and turned to leave before stopping herself and taking a deep breath, she knew her absence would sadden him even if he didn't like her how she wanted him to like her and she didn't want to make him sad on his special day. So with a completely fake but real looking smile plastered onto her face she resumed her journey to her destination. She arrived at the ceremonial grounds but hid for several minutes trying to contain her emotions with a hand on her chest as the contents of her stomach threatened to remove itself from her stomach. She had been too late to stop this madness and now she would suffer the consequences, she could feel the heaviness in her abdomen that she had known twice before and she had sat and worked out the dates and had come to the only conclusion there was, now the woman had two choices; she could go out and ruin the happiness of the couple or she could hide it and keep the heartache and sorrow to herself.

She was so misguided and screwed up thanks to everything that had happened to her she was reluctant to share anything with anyone, the woman wiped her face of the tears and again took in a deep breath, the woman still had tear tracks on her face but they could easily be explained by the fact that she was happy for her friend and moved out from behind her hiding place. Her long white locks were caught by the wind and blown out behind her in flowing waves. The actress was ready to play her part.

Graceful smile stretched across her muzzle as she walked forwards, her overly large coyote ears held upright. He was so handsome that he took her breath away and for a moment she could almost allow herself to believe that it was her that he was waiting for and not Alaki, the fantasy made her smile more genuine,

"Matteo! You look so dashing." I love you. "You're going to knock Alaki off of his feet." Why don't you love me? "I'm so happy, for both of you! What did I do wrong? Blue eyes sparkled with sad tears that were held back. "Just remember what I say, you're a firework, so show them what you're worth." More than I am baby.
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WC:373+ - Somebody woke up on the wrong side of bed ¬.¬

A frown sat upon his face as he stared down upon his small collection of jeans; the only real type of clothing he owned and was willing to wear. It was the designated day of the ceremony and the Marbas still hadn’t warmed to the idea of making a show of his and the white ones mateship. “None of no ones business of what I do and whom I do it with” he muttered under his breath. Since he and the white one had come to a rather vague agreement to becoming mates, he’d been talked into many things and was suffering his way through many changes; moving rooms, tolerating the child for example. Them he could probably get used to… eventually; making a show of himself, he would not enjoy and probably would never get over.


The only reason he’d agreed to go through with it was because the albino had gotten so worked up and excited over the very idea of a ‘wedding’. Not wanting to disappoint his new mate, he’d reluctantly said yes and put the entire matter to the back of his mind. Now, as he prepared to head out he regretted agreeing. Carefully reaching down, he selected the pair of jeans that had the least holes in them. Tugging them on, he then ran his hands through his hair and pulled it up into a scruffy ponytail. “And done” he announced aloud; he was turning up to the stupid ceremony, but he sure as heck wasn’t dressing up like some clown to attend it.


Heading out after Matteo, he eventually made his way down to the site. Looking around, he spotted two familiar faces and one of someone new. Well, atleast there isn’t a huge crowd… yet. Knowing his luck, this whole event was doomed to be disastrous in some way. Pushing thoughts of the others out of his mind, he moved up behind the white one and wrapped his arms around the smaller male; giving him a slight hug from behind before moving to stand beside him.


A crows call announced Beyaz’s arrival. The white bird lurking somewhere on the site, but Key choose to ignore the pest, having enough issues on his plate as it was.

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I think Ka's heart just stopped. :'D


Really, he'd never anything even remotely formal, did wolves even have anything formal? So when the first chance arose of something formal like he jumped at it, or, well, he wanted to at least. Sadly he hadn't a thing to give to the new mates so he figure not showing up at all was less embarrassing than showing up empty handed. This time, however, he was prepared although the gifts in question were a bit special to him. A somewhat matching set of two hearts carved of wood each with a red ribbon strung through a hole at the top. He'd started crafting them in his spare time after the first ceremony for himself and his mate, whenever he found one. Now, though, he decided that was a dream too far to reach and thought it better if another had them.

So there he was, rushing about like a madman to the area where Naniko's call sound with said hearts safely in his pocket. Kase was never raised to be a fancy man and so it was no surprise he wore his everyday clothes, but he really did want to dress up. He hadn't a clue why but he nonetheless wanted to and in an attempt to look nice he had left his hair down. It was the least he could do. Likely no one would care, but it was the thought that counted.

By the time he got to the gathering he was all but ready to fall over in exhaustion. He certainly not the running type, though he felt he'd be late if didn't. He didn't give himself time to catch his breath and instead started searching the few others standing to see if they were familiar. Immediately he spotted Naniko, but for the moment the only one he recognized. Still that was all he needed to feel slightly at ease as he had come to trust the Angela a very small bit since their last meeting. His searching came to a halt as he focused on the two standing side by side, the new mates he assumed. They... They looked a bit familiar, namely the small white one. The giant narrowed his eyes and that's when his jaw slightly dropped.

He did know them, oh, did he know them. Matteo and, and... The boy bit his tongue, what the hell was his name? Jay had mentioned it before and he always heard the name thrown about when his parents talked(or more like fought), what was it?! K... Alaki! The name struck him like a stab to the chest, Matteo and Alaki. How...? Of all the wolves to mate, why them? From his encounters with both he wouldn't think they'd be a match, but, hey, opposites attract? What he felt most of all, besides confused, was awkwardness. This was the ceremony of someone, after he thought about it, who held nothing more than pure hatred for him. Alaki wouldn't notice him, right? He didn't want to ruin this.

With much effort he forced a small smile for Matteo and those around, but his ears and tail stayed in a submissive posture. Perhaps this wasn't the right ceremony? Alaki wouldn't even want what he made would he? Likely not and if he did accept it he'd just throw it away when he left. The brute gave a silent exhale and stayed still, just merely waiting for things to start.

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Only a small group of luperci had come to see the ceremony, but that was alright by her. The reason that she performed this ceremony was for the couple and not the rest of the pack...it was their choice to view it if they wished. It was for the couple, to give them luck and acknowledge the bond that they would now share. They were of the same gender, this pair, but that made no difference to the female. The Gods would shine upon them nonetheless, as long as she got their attention properly on this day.


"Welcome, everyone. Thank you for coming. This ceremony is taking place to welcome two individuals into the world of romance through the bond of mateship. I wish both Alaki and Matteo luck in their life together and hope that this ceremony will open the eyes of the Gods to them and their love and bless them" She said. Naniko took her ceremonial dagger from its sheath, cutting the throat of the young beast quickly and smearing a line of blood across each of the male's foreheads. She then took a few charms from where they were hung, placing two around each of their necks. She bowed her head, turning toward the group once more. "Let us wish the new couple good luck in their life together"


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Again, just ignore Ravesque -- he's quiet again and the post is rambly thoughts.

The hulking form of Ravesque Acidic was a silent figure in the background as others came forward, all unfamiliar faces save the beautiful Queen. He didn't care about them. He wasn't there for them, not like the rest were, and so he didn't bother to try and find the 'happy couple' who were pledging their fake, ephemeral love to one another. His disdain for emotional things was not unknown, at least not to those who knew him well — tangible proof was necessary for something to be real, and the idea of a bond based purely on the commonly accepted (and idiotic) idea that one could love another with emotion alone was foolhardy.

Naniko's voice drew him from his silent moment in his own head, red eyes finding the white figure of the Angela as she explained why they were there. As the ceremony went on, he spoke no words. He offered no congratulations. There was no reason to speak — he had come to ensure Naniko remained well, as he had started to do for days. As she came to the end of her pregnancy, his stress grew. Why she wouldn't just sit down and relax was beyond him. Everything could wait. It was inconsiderate of the underlings to think that their lives, their desire to be so stupidly bound to each other, came before the health of the woman he cared for. But it was not his place to complain, not to ruin what was probably supposed to be a happy day. Still, he waited for the worst — and if something happened to Naniko because of her desire to do everything, he would make sure that the rest of the pack suffered with her.

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WC:000+ - Still got that mother feeling. ._. Also, Rave's such a downer. XDD


When Gemma arrived, Teo's heart broke. It didn't ruin the happy buzz he had, luckily, else he'd have run out that moment just from the look in the white angel's eyes, that well hidden sadness. She complimented his appearance, cheering him on and wishing him luck in her own way... but he still felt that pang of hurt... not for himself but for her. He opened his mouth to speak but just as he did, Alaki arrived (fashionably late, in the albino's opinion) with a hug, a quick one. Then he stood beside Matteo giving the boy a chance to flash Gemma a smile.

Thank you, Gemma. You have no idea how much you being here means to me. How sorry I am for doing this to you... He paused for a moment before whimpering rather pathetically and wrapping her up in a firm (albiet friendly) hug, tail waving behind him.

Softly, as he swayed them in that comical sort of hug, he took a quick moment to share some of his thoughts with her, just low enough so no one else would hear. You look amazing in that dress ... e io ti amo. He leaned back to 'kiss' her cheeks and then, with a very well worn smile (that wasn't entirely real, though mostly true) he waved and then turned to Alaki to grab his arm...

...just in time for Naniko to announce the ceremony starting. Instantly Matteo was tugging Alaki along by the taller male's hand, pausing only as he noticed the timid Kase on the sidelines. The male got an excited grin and a quick wave before the pair continued forward for the ceremony. As they performed the ceremony, coals and all, Teo couldn't help but imagine his future, regret his past and figit whenever he stood still. He winced slightly when the blood touched his fur, dreading the stain it would leave but adoring the meaning behind it. The two charms came next and Teo lowered his head as his were slipped around his neck, closing his eyes and holding back a whimper of impatience.

He'd worked himself up! By the time Naniko had finished the ceremony, the boy's tail was too tired to wag very quickly, his voice refusing to work even after it was okay to speak again. Quickly, before the small group came to 'mob' them like at Demi's ceremony, Teo turned and snuck a quick 'kiss' to Alaki's mouth, too excited to spare his poor mate the public affection. Love you. He murmured quickly before turning to face the party.

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Giu is saadd Sad XD




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It felt like a dream. A very bad dream. He had given away his brother, promised him to some oversized wolf that would never deserve to be held in the heart of a Trovato. There was no way that his brother would actually go through with such a union, no way. Regardless Giuseppe approached his clothing shelf. Almost instinctively he began to reach for his deep blue suit, it was the color that Carissa had dressed him in since he was unable to shift, symbolic of all the weddings, business parties and celebrations they had been dragged to throughout their pup hood. Stopping he decided to read for his black suit instead. Teo would know what this meant as black was only worn when there was a loss.


Slowly he made his way to the ceremonial grounds, not wanting to be early in the slightest. No, he would arrive just in time for the big moment when his brother would reject the lamb’s blood and the charm, realizing how he was smiting the Trovato name. In his heart he knew his brother wouldn’t betray his family in such a way.
Finally he arrived at the clearing and silently took a look around. Seeing Matteo start across the coals he approached Gemma who had been left behind. Slowly he took her hand in a gesture of companionship. Yes, he treated her horribly but she was loyal to the Trovato boys since her return to the pack and the two were united through their wish for the pale boy to leave his stupid dreams behind.


His dark brown eyes seemed almost black as they watched on in horror as his littermate showed no sign of hesitation and accepted the blood on his forehead. Jaw dropped in horror as Matteo turned and kissed his lover. The ceremony was officially over and there was no more going back. From now on, in Giuseppe’s mind, Teo was a deserter, a betrayer to his kin. Pushing Gemma’s hand out of his own the hybrid stormed off destined for the cover of the forest to help cool his temper.

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lol and exit sadface gemma XD
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She hardly even noticed his words, hardly noticed anything really, the world around her seemed as though the color had been sucked out of it leaving behind a greyscale version of what it should be and her blue orbs stared out pitifully at this dark and dreary place. A hand surrounded her petite paw and she looked up listlessly at Giuseppe who echoed her desire for Matteo to cease his obviously wrong decision and rejoin them. THe ceremony passed in a blur of noise and words she didn't even try to force her depressed mind to understand, all she knew was that it was over when Giuseppe ripped his hand from hers and stalked away, an angry black cloud rumbling and roaring across the landscape.

Blue remained focused on her own bare toes, so close to crying that she could feel the tears on her eyelids threatening to overspill. She looked up only enough so that she didn't fall over or walk into anyone as she made her way to the newly married couple. She nodded lifelessly at Naniko as she passed the bleached leader, she didn't want to speak to anyone, or even look at anyone, she just wanted to leave and hide in some dark corner where she could cry in peace. She stopped in front of the couple and thrust the present at Matteo, not even bothering to look at Alaki, he was unimportant in her mind,

"This is for you, I hope you both have a happy life together." Her eyes were dead, her voice was dead and she didn't even give the white male a chance to respond as she turned around and walked away hurriedly, following in Giuseppe's footsteps until she reached the forest upon which she swerved back towards the caves, tearing at the blue dress with sharp claws as she did so, never again would anyone were this dress for it fell from her form completely tatterred and ruined, much like herself.


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