United Together We Stand

Alyssum de Fonte · 06-15-2012, 09:38 PM

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because I had to make Aly a table just for this event even if its not as fancy. |: <3 edit: Also, this thread's title reminded me of Quest for Camelot's song. Oh God, now it so reminds me of Casa.

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When Alyssum had discovered that Casa di Cavalieri was soon hosting a ball for the local Cercatori, she had suddenly become busier than ever. The woman was hunting more than ever, and being pickier with what she shot down in attempts to get the most appealing pelts and feathers. While she was being precise with her game, she was also stuck in her room at night, working hard on what she would wear in the evening; the process was familiar and easy, but she had to start from scratch, and the skill was rusty. It was more often than not that she stuck her finger while she sewed the clothing, which earned Macbeth a laugh at each.

She had finished her dress earlier that day, and somehow managed to give everything tidy and prepared. She had laid out her gifts to the Artisans on the table where fellow pack members had; clean, unscarred pelts of young squirrels, rabbits, even mice and stoats was flattened upon the table, and even one buck’s hide, his antlers laying close by it. Various feathers were also lined, some dull but some colorful as well. The de Fonte was proud at the number of game she had caught without ruining their hides, though some were spoiled by ragged shots, though they did not go to waste; leather was also piled nearby. She hoped that d’Arte would find some use with the items she had worked hard to gather, but was happy either way.

The coywolf finally slipped into her dress, and after checking her hair, she made her way up to the grand room. It felt odd to her as she walked around without pants on, but she enjoyed the way the dress hung over her; even she had her feminine moments. She had small snippets of talk with various canines, some simple greetings and commenting about how grand the gathering was. She started towards another wolf when Jazper finally spoke, and paused to watch and listen to the Sole. She grinned as she saw at how spruced up the male was, unusual from his simple look.

Alyssum smile turned softer as the Scottish voice spoke of friendship, and when he finished speaking, raised a glass that was held in her hand and cheered with another wolf that had howled, and took a gentle sip of the drink and sighed as it bubbled down her throat. She believed it was going to be a glorious night, and it was a beautiful start Casa di Cavalieri’s and Cercatori d’Arte’s alliance.

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