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He and Anann had received a letter, through a strange wolf, inviting the pack to join in some festivities. Originally Jazper had been cautious but after visiting the market and seeing the mass gathering he had quickly decided it would be good for him and the pack. With so many canines so close he was naturally on edge but instead of sitting at home paranoid he put on his best clothes and bear fur cape and marched his way through the crowd, allowing the others to catch Casa’s scent off of him and be aware of just who was protecting the lands. The alpha was sure that as long as he made an appearance every couple of days it would keep awareness of their near by pack up and keep strangers of ill will away.
A few nights ago he had stumbled across the tent where Haven and Princess, two wolves he happened to know, were teaching dancing. Although Jazper was certainly a much better swordsman than dancer he was not bad and quite enjoyed the atmosphere. In the early nightfall he made his way towards the tent where he knew couple and singles would flock. The dark leader had dolled himself up for the day, deciding he would meet a girl on the dance floor. He wore a deep crimson button up, opened to bear his scars as most shirts just fit him without the hassle of trying to button them up. His fur was well kept and his military Mohawk was styled loosely up in a handsome manner. A chocolate bear fur cloak sat hanging loosely from his shoulders dangling down to his mid calf, just below where his neatly kept beige pants were cut to the knee.
As he expected couples filled the dance floor, swaying to and fro, while other canines stood or sat along the sides. The room was lit with candles and soft music, including the sound of strings, floated on the air. His golden eyes searched the tent, looking for a girl that would catch his eye. Many were well dressed; styling long flowing dresses of various colors that flashed in the candlelight. About to take a spot in the corner to observe the dancing a splash of red and orange caught his attention out of his peripherals. Turning his lips twisted into a quirky sideways grin…
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