The night was growing more exciting. The flicker of the bonfire cast the gathering under a hypnotic glow one that encouraged the unusual to befall the more alcohol induced of the Samhain patrons. Her paw firmly clasped around her Shishen she drew the male closer to the fire encompassed in a world comprised of only her and him and the scent of the crackling fire. She smiled adoringly, tail swaying with a contented rhythm as she drew closer to her dance party with a saunter to her step. The Nomad was a giggling mess of russet fur and auburn hair veiling her eyes as she swung her head to music heard by only her ears.
Then came the booming voice of a cackling creature donned in a colorful mask and contorting with excitable energy. She didn't know who he was, or felt she needed to know. What mattered was the exciting mood he created with his howling nonsense and the compulsion she felt to partake in it. 'Hide your eyes...' he proclaimed, tossing masks of bark into the gathering. Her world was skewed but reflexes remained as she snatched a mask from the air and placed it over her drunken face. She became a slave to the male's words, indulging in his act and wailing mournfully as if stricken by these jealous spirits.
His words were spell-binding, encouraging the show of life the jealous dead could not longer experience. She lifted her maw in melodious song, her powerful vocals becoming a siren to call to her dead Shepards and bid them to acknowledge her living spirit. When all the breath was expelled from her lungs she inhaled deeply the scent of the fire, of Jaden, of the cackling male, and of Nayru and laughed joyously. Her radiant gaze sought Jaden's own, a wicked smile growing on her muzzle beneath the terrifying mask. She grasped for his hand again, resuming her pull of him into dance.
The words of the cackling hybrid stole her attention again, calling for them to cast off their masks and toss them into the fire. His voice raised in song and beckoned for the others to join. In a fluid motion she tore the mask from her face and flung it into the blaze, lifting her maw again simultaneously and wailed in celebration. She carried the note as long as she was able til her lungs screamed from air and she fell to the ground smiling and laughing like a mad wolf seeking the fragrant air again.