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The Luna's room was a complete mess. From the disheveled items that were moved and placed and rearranged in preparations to be moved into the Sole's room and the clothing that littered and hung from just about everything, it was hard to see where one thing was, or when one thing began and end. She held up another piece of covering, a nice maroon shirt, to the reflective thing she got for this occasion. She whined and threw that across the room as well, and went back to digging into her bag, which was depleting of choices to pick from. While she was rarely concerned about her look, her mateship was something big to her, and the woman automatically felt a surge of self-consciousness overcome her at the thought of her appearance.
She had reached the end, the last clothing she owned, and as she held it up to the mirror dejectedly, waiting for defeat. But, she glanced back over the piece, and a smile crept upon her worried face. Maybe she would not look too bad, maybe.
She was starting on her mane after slipping on the clothing when the howl sounded. That sent her into a panicked yet excited frenzy, and started a whole other fret about her hair, which took longer than it should. The woman finally decided to just leave it down, like usual--and sighed with annoyance that it took time for her to decided that. She quickly smoothed herself over, erasing any frustration and anxiety she had about the preparation of the ceremony. The thought of Jazper helped ease a smile upon her face, at least.
She made her way down the stairs, and out of the courthouse, and paused only when the next turn would bring her into the gardens. Butterflies fluttered against her insides, tempted to fly right out of her. So many emotions mixed within her, but the most prevalent was the budding yet potent love. Not only for her soon-to-be mate, but for the pack she now mothered as well. It was as if this union was only tying the pack closer together, being the family she had described them to be. She did not know that there would be some that would say otherwise, but she enjoyed the bliss of the idea, anyway.
She took a big breath and rounded the corner, and walked with a surprising grace into the gardens. The stark white fabric dress she wore made her feel as if it was absorbing all the light in the area, drawing all attention to her with just her presence. But, despite the shyness that rose up within her, she kept her chin high, and smiled faintly when she saw Jazper--he wasn't hard to spot, with his lavished appearance and height. Her already speeding heart went a few miles faster, and she had to remind herself to keep her regal pace and not to jump into the man's arms, even though she wanted to so badly.
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