Pedals surround Her Beauty
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Dated for the 9th of September. Everyone will be assumed.

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Aro was shocked that his father asked him to do the ceremony for his mateship to Alyssum. Maybe it was had to do with Tony's reaction, but Sopia could do this. She might have been much more loving. Aro wasn't a mating sort of guy, however, he was becoming more settled on Sidra. Perhaps mating wasn't so dumb, but it was meant to be a forever lasting bond. In a way he'd hoped his father would have stayed loyal to his offspring's mother, his mother, Ghita. But with Ghita never coming back from Italy, perhaps his father had every right to move on. I mean, Aro was happy for his father but as the day came, and reality was hitting harder, Aro was a little sad about it. He had never seen his father with another woman other than his mother. He wouldn't let his emotions interfere, though. He was happy for his father, he just hoped this Alyssum would be loyal, supportive, and there for his father. Maybe she could balance the Knight blood in him.


Aro had planned and worked hard on the mateship speech. He was trying to remember how his father conducted Tony's. He let out a heavy sigh and scribbled it all down on paper. Scratching speech lines out, then crumbling and tossing pieces here and there. Many times he asked Sidra her advice, lately trying to get her to stay in his room since the incident. Perhaps this was a good distraction from the situation with those goons. Her healing state a reminder. She was helpful and after last night he had a well written speech for the mateship ceremony.


Aro groomed himself into peek handsomeness, teeth shiny and sparkling, fur cleaned and brushed. Mohawk trimmed dyed and styled in a nice hawk. He was a charming bastard, he thought as he grinned at himself before leaving the room. His father would surely be proud, he hadn't been getting high in the past four days. He was too preoccupied with Sidra and this planning for the ceremony, not to mention buck. The growing stag followed him all the way to the gardens. He tried to keep the deer behind, but Buck insisted on following him. Aro got there way early which allowed him to make the deer look at least half as good as him. Straightening the collar he had on the deer and picking any ticks and fleas out, then put on some of the cedar cologne Aro made on Buck. "Ha, Buck, you're pretty handsome now..." He ruffled the fur on the deer's head noticing the maybe he could style the stag's fur. He pulled it off, styling the deer's head fur in a slightly tasseled manner.


Standing in the designated spot Aro had Buck at his right side. He wondered if Sidra would show up to Jazper and Alyssum's mateship. She knew when it was, and where...but if she showed that would be grand. He would love to see her beautiful face before anyone showed. He let out a nervous sigh looking down to his paper trying to memorize all he wrote not wanting to fumble over it, or feel stupid for reading it. He wanted it to appear he had just ran it off the top of his head. He hoped it wasn't too lengthy. Licking his lips some he felt the antler of Buck knocking his elbow. The deer sensed his nervousness. Aro looked softly over to the deer and wrapped an arm around his neck, "...I'm cool, friend. No worries..." Aro kissed the deer's nose then released him folding the paper and putting it in his pouch. Looking up he felt ready and then lifted his head knowing no one would gather if he didn't call first...


His deep proud howl broke through the peaceful late summer skies. The clouds sparse but held no threat of rain upon them. It just broke up the bright afternoon sun. He knew there would be no excuse and really he'd feel insulted if the pack didn't attend the mateship of their leaders, their Sole. Aro..well, he had to be here...but he didn't mind, he truly felt proud his father wished him to do this. With a strong stance and proud smile Aro waited, as patiently as he could. If there was one thing Aro tended to lack, it was patience. He hated waiting to grow up, and now he hated waiting for everyone to show.

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