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Atisia (marten) is visible :3
Their silence was only interrupted by occasional sounds of the two pups, the rustle of their steps, and the vegetation around them. It was spring, everything was waking up and greeting the sun -- as were the two children about to be named. Ulilohi was nervous for her role in the ceremony, but it did not show as she carefully took her steps along the dirt paths, listening as the sounds of the river increased and drowned out other songs of the forest. It was not long until Adagio Creek was within sight, snaking itself lazily along, deep and calm and teeming with spring life. Vegetation was reaching for their greenest for moons, and Ulilohi stopped for a moment as they reached a sound patch of grass, where they could safely stop. Looking over the river, the councilwoman could not think of a more beautiful sight just then, perhaps other than the children themselves. Wordlessly, she turned and reached for them, nodding for Gemma that she was ready for the ceremony to begin. Waiting, the female began a low hum, a melody that she had heard sung at her younger siblings' naming ceremonies. It was an old prayer, and the only worthy prayer that she could think of for this situation. Her deep and hoarse voice mixed in with the slow sounds of trickling water coming from the swollen river, joining together in a symphony of spring and new life.
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