M. The beginning.
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Teddy and Demi post FIRST, then everyone else may join in :] See the cultures page on the AT website for information on the mateship ceremony! There is no posting order beyond the fact that Teddy and Demi need to post their arrival before everyone else. Thanks!


She was ready for this ceremony. Naniko had been waiting for someone in the pack to become a mated pair so that she could perform it; ever since the death of her sister the female had wondered if the pack had fallen into bad luck or some kind of a rut. They had lost many members as Sirius had left to form his own pack, Selene had passed away, and many members had left or disappeared without warning. Such was life, though, and she wouldn't complain. She was grateful to those who had stayed with her, who enjoyed life here.


Naniko had gotten up quite early to begin for the ceremony, starting the wood on fire until it had burned to coals and then keeping the coals lit and spreading them out along the ground on a dug-up path. Demi and Teddy would have to walk along these hot coals together to reach the main fire, where the sacrificial ceremony would take place beneath the whale bones. She had found this place months before and had dubbed it Maxia Negra, their outdoors ceremonial clearing.


There were tree stumps around the spacious clearing for members to sit on if they wished, the whale bones central to the area. Around one bone was tied a lamb, the animal that she would sacrifice once the members arrived and Teddy and Demi had walked along the coals. hanging from a nearby branch were the charms that she had made for them, two ankhs carved from lamb bone and metal coins that she had flattened and offered to the Gods for them to bless. She wore nothing today besides her Gris-Gris, her own weapons-belt laying on the ground on one side of the clearing and her ceremonial dagger in one hand.


Night was beginning to fall. The shifted Angela tilted her head back, calling out to the members of the pack. This would be a time for celebration. The days before this one had been spent hunting, and she had a nice stockpile of meat for feasting and a fire to sit by and talk to one another. She wasn't sure how many would arrive, but anyone was welcomed to observe and bring the new pair gifts to start them off on their journey together.


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As always the D’Angelo female was brooding, this whole business seemed silly! He had already filled her belly with pups, what more did she have to endure to be with this man other than his almost never ending libido or his typical male behavior! It royally stirred her up into a frenzy. The look on her face said it all, her arms crossed in front of her, the light sun dress hanging from her shoulders, barely hiding the growing stomach that had been the source of most of her angst lately. She huffed as she always did in the mirror, to nervous to acknowledge that she was happy. Being around a crowd was not her thing, fear couldn’t be attained by prancing across hot coals, proclaiming things like love in front of everyone and then letting everyone see her being sappy. Because that is exactly what would happen, she couldn’t act the royal pain she had been because it just wasn’t true anymore to her.

If she was going to do this, she was going to look presentable at least. It was bad enough this ceremony was taking place after becoming pregnant, but her dress was lightly colored, no it wasn’t white. She wasn’t going to pretend to be pure here, if some dumb idiot come across here in the middle of nowhere, then that was the place to act an innocent little girl who knew nothing of the ways of men. Today though, it was brightly colored with yellows and pinks, stopping just past her knees. Her hair was tightly braided, again the handiwork of her hair dresser, and she was presentable. Her hand idly rubbed her belly tenderly, thinking of the growing pups there, and a smile crossed her lips for a moment, before the howl touched her ears.

She stepped gently along toward the ceremonial grounds, moving as angelically as she was able, thankfully it wasn’t later in the month or she’d have to waddle along. Her form arrived it seemed before his did, so she just smiled across at her Aunt and waited patiently.
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[[no table for you. and shoot me in the face please]]

He had no idea why he had let Naniko persuade him into this. He had absolutely no idea what was happening and why. But the recent loss of members and the general lack of activity in the pack lands called for something to be done. And Naniko thought it would be a good idea to hold a ceremony. Since Demi's admission to her aunt that he was her mate and father to her unborn children, the white woman had been on his case. Fill the stocks, stop scouting so much. Feed your wife. And Teddy had tried, he really had. He didnt know pregnant females needed so much feeding though and when his beloved mate had devoured a lot of his first kills, the black male had been shocked. He'd adjusted however and had even accepted Naniko's idea. He was going to formally declare to the pack that Demi was his, and if they so much as looked at her in the wrong way, they could expect to have their faces ripped off at the very least. The black male had decided early on when Naniko had suggested it that he would accept nothing less than respect from everyone attending.

It didnt mean he had a clue what to wear. Demi had it easy- a beautiful pale dress that successfully hid the growing bump. He knew it was there, he could always see it in her profile, the way she carried herself just slightly bent inwards to protect her stomach. In the end, he'd settled on some longer shorts to cover vital areas and nothing else. He already looked odd enough, and he really didnt have that many clothes to speak of. They always got in the way. He hadnt been nervous, but as the dusk settled over Anathema, the groom paced around his rooms. Demi was meeting him there and he had no idea where she'd dressed. But he knew it was time to go and the warrior exited the dens with his stomach churning.

It was easy to find the white woman and as soon as he drew closer, he caught sight of Demi. He moved quickly, white gloved hands reaching for her before he was close enough to take hold of her. The joy in his face was hidden as he buried said face into her shoulder, taking in deep breaths of her musky scent. Of course, they didnt have long for this little moment as the change in atmosphere told the male it was time. Taking Demi's hands, he manouvered them closer to the coals. They would have to walk through them to get to Naniko and the food.
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HIDE YOUR INNOCENCE BEFORE THEY SEE RIGHT THROUGH
Bringing in Ravesque and Agony along with him. wc:340



Jackson had been given instructions not to stray from the packlands that day, informed by his father that they would be attending some sort of mateship ceremony. Ravesque had given his son a brief description of the ceremony an its meaning, but Jackson was still unsure of what to expect. The boy was only beginning to near the age where he would begin to truly familiarize himself with their culture, and as such was largely clueless to how everything worked and why. Nevertheless, he had obeyed and spent his time drifting through the caverns out of boredom until night fell and the Angela gave a call for the ceremony to begin. The hybrid boy caught up with his father and Agony, trailing alongside them toward the ceremonial clearing. The youngsters remained in their four-legged forms, but Ravesque had shifted, carrying in his arms a bundle of neatly folded furs--gift to the new couple to provide extra comfort and warmth to their expected pups.



As they neared the clearing, Jackson went on ahead of their small group, blue eyes taking in the sights of the Maxia Negra clearing. Tree stumps dotted the area and warm coals drew a path to the clearing's center where massive bones curved up from the ground and the Angela stood waiting for the ceremony to begin. His father settled down onto one of the stumps, and the boy dutifully settled down beside him. His sibling took a seat on the opposite side of him. Jackson gave her a playful nudge and in turn received a disdainful look. Their father caught this, clearing his throat and motioning toward the couple.This ceremony was for them, and it was clear that Ravesque would tolerate no misbehavior on the part of his children. The boy frowned, but turned blue eyes toward the embracing pair before the coals and said nothing. He still didn't understand the significance of walking across the coals. It seemed painful and unnecessary to the boy, but he knew better to voice his questions now.


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WC:367+ - He turned up and he's behaving himself :O

It came as no surprise to the darker male when he heard of Theodore’s and Demi’s mate ship; the Corson had indicated as much during their last… unfortunate meeting. Although he’d been around Anathema for half a year now, he had not encountered the dark Rakeeb to form an opinion of the higher ranked male, but regardless, he pitied the guy for being stuck with the demon that was Demi and found himself questioning the other’s mental state; for after his … experiences with the female, he believed that no sane male would willingly stay near her for longer than necessary, let alone choose to be her mate. As he walked towards the location this ‘mate ship ceremony’ was being held, he reached a conclusion; She’s threatened him into agreeing to it, surely.


Although he wasn’t the female’s greatest fan, he was particularly concerned about her choice in mate; regardless of their lack of ability to get along, Demi was one of Selene’s children and with the white female now gone, he felt somewhat obliged to at least make sure that her children were okay. If this ‘Theodore’ chose to wrong Demi in someway.. well, he hadn’t thought that far ahead and was hoping that the evil female at least had the ability to choose a decent partner.


Treading lightly, it was not long before he reached the designated location where the ceremony was being held. As he approached, he decided to stop a distance off and choose to hang back and keep away from where the main attraction was going to take place, for if he were too close he could not guarantee that he wouldn’t let his mouth runaway with him, and he was in no mood to be dealing with the possible consequences if he did make a inappropriate comment. Yet, the one sentence begged for him to speak it.. ‘Burn baby burn’ .. no doubt it would be such a well timed comment if spoken when they crossed the coals, but he was sure somebody would have his head if he voiced it. Thus, his mouth was clamped shut, arms crossed tightly across his chest and eyes anywhere but at the happy couple.

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OOC: don't mind a panda, she's just being a panda.


Panda's half tail wagged wildly as she found out that there was a ceremony for two young lovers becoming mates that was going to he held today. Venom was much less excited about the fact that once Panda found out this fact, she had been overly excited for the meeting and she would be getting all pretty and such. She had recently finished her first batch of soap since she had been in the area and she had been excited to try it out, and she figured that she could give it to the young couple so that they would be able to smell delicious for each other. Venom was very much less excited about them giving away the soap that they so dangerously made. It was a delicate process that had been very explosive if mixed the wrong way and since they did not have very many supplies, it made the soap rather rare as of late. They were only able to make about 4 bars of soap that were about two inches wide and four inches long, and maybe an inch and a half in depth. Venom had tried to talk her into giving them one of the pots or something, just something besides the soap (obviously it was worth fighting over) and the stubborn Taurus woman dug her feet into the ground and gave the man a very serious, grounded face that he would return to her. She would snort at him and then she grabbed him by the shirt and she pulled him close. I'm being nices. I'll make more, it'll be all cool. Just shut up and be nice for once. This could help us in the future. the woman spoke to him and let go of his shirt and then straightened the front of it out for him so it looked nice. She then gave him a lick on his cheek to reassure the man that this would all be for the better.


She had looked in the mirror, preening her black and white dreadlocks, and fixing shirt and skirt before turning around and looking at her friend. How do I look? the woman asked the man, whom instantly smiled. "You look sexy." the man told her. You too. the woman responded and gave the man a hug before she had gone along and grabbed her soaps in one hand, and then grabbed the man's in the other. The two would walk out of the caves and towards the ceremony, hoping that they were not late because of their shenanigans. When they arrived, Panda had only recognized the young boy named 'Jackson' and then the leader whom had accepted her and Venom into the pack. Panda grew slightly shy all of a sudden, realizing she knew only a few people here. She would have to go and give her gifts too. Venom sensed her sudden anxiousness and he almost wondered where the hell it had come from all of a sudden since her aura had been reading of obvious excitement only moments before they had gotten there.


Panda and Venom silently took their places at the cleared stumps and their eyes were on the couple whom would have to cross the burning coals together. The shaman instantly felt even more uncomfortable because of the obvious pain that would come to the couple. If they were willing to do this with each other, then they deserved each other. In the back of her mind she wondered if she would ever have someone to do that with. She then wondered if Venom would ever find someone that would be loyal enough to cross the burning coals with.


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The big gossip going around the caves was all about Theodore and some chick named Demi. Apparently the two were to be married, or mated as it was called in this part of the world. Back in Italy marriages were met with huge celebrations with lots of food and decoration. Everyone would get dressed up and they would have a party after the couple made their vows and exchanged some sort of jewelery. The main part of the ceremony was after the vows when the two would tie a ribbon to signify their union. Giuseppe had never been a fan of weddings but would make damn sure he was on time and presentable. As a pup he could recall going to more than a few weddings of friends of his parents or friends of friends, being Italian everyone insisted in being a part of everyone's business. His mother Carissa would fuss over her sons for hours making sure they had bathed, combed their hair, and were dressed in their best.


Tugging the jacket of his navy blue suit on as he walked towards the forest clearing the hybrid couldn't help but feel at a loss. He had prepared a gift but it would have to be explained, as it was a small symbolic token from his homeland. Perhaps he would visit one of the two betrothed later on. Looking around he quickly noted Naniko at the front of what appeared to be a very rough try and creating a church. This would never due in Italy but he kept his mouth shut as Nova Scotia certainly wasn't his homeland where Coyotes ran the show. Finding a seat on a wooden stump he began to fiddle with the buttons on his jacket, he appeared to be over dressed. Out of the other four sitting he only recognized Alaki, taking a second to nod his greetings. The coydog was feeling a little more relaxed today, the mateship brought back happy memories for him. Memories of his father laughing and smiling instead of the monster only he experienced behind closed doors.



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Word Count → # :: Typed the post out on my cell, but I had a chance to come back and edit in the table at my dad's today. :3

When Matteo had heard the news of Demi's wedding, he'd been so excited that all of his troubles had washed away. He'd done the same as his brother, dressing in his best tuxedo (thankful that he'd packed it before leaving Italy) and rushing out to the location, grinning almost nervously. His last wedding had been embarrassing for him. He'd cried like a baby, all whimpers and sighs the entire time. This time around, he planned against that, focusing on smiling and not daring to emit even a tiny whine the entire ceremony. As he walked in, he felt as if this task was impossible. He saw the crowd and the loving pair in question and he instantly glued himself to Giuseppe's side the moment he spotted him. He'd done the same thing at their Aunt's wedding and poor Giuseppe had become his teddy for a good twenty four hours afterwards. Heh. Poor boy.

Giuseppe, I don't think I can handle this. He whispered, hugging onto his brother's arm and stifling a whimper already. Demi's getting married! Next thing I'll know, she'll have puppies! Teo couldn't help the soft sigh that came next. He knew his brother hated it when he got all sappy, but at that moment (and during any wedding, really) he didn't care. Gemma wasn't there and he hadn't spotted Alaki yet, so poor Giu would have to suffer until one of the two showed up in his line of very distracted vision. (As soon as he notices Alaki, however, he'll probably leave Giu be.) For special occasions, Teo didn't hold a grudge or any ill minded opinions of people. He simply adored everyone. Weddings were simply magical, no matter what kind of ceremony they were.

Although in this case, he had to wonder what the coals and such were for. Italian weddings were nothing like this. In fact, they were usually much more... formal than this. This felt like a true ceremony, not just some political gathering of pretty dresses, fine tuxedos, good food and fancy drinks. This seemed much more real.... he liked it. He did, however, like the whole gift-giving part of it. It was much more like Italian weddings in that sense. His gift was pretty much an inside joke between he and Demi, though he'd gotten a second one for Teddy, knowing he wouldn't like the first very much. Both were kept in his suite's jacket pocket, in little boxes that he'd managed to find to carry them in. Both small, but mostly meaningful. He hadn't thought of getting them something that would normally be given back in Italy... this wasn't Italy and he was sure that Giu would've done that anyway.

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Thanks for joining, everyone! PPing a bit with Teddy and Demi coming forward, because they need to be by Nani for my next post ^^ If that's ok!


The pair crossed the coals to reach their Angela. Naniko gave them a solemn nod as a few other pack members arrived, taking spots around the trio. She bent to pick up the end of the rope that the lamb was tied to, grasping the end of her ceremonial dagger in the other hand. She turned back toward the group that had gathered, clearing her throat to speak. "These two canines have come today to be joined together for life. We will give sacrifice to the Gods in hope that they will bless these chosen two with luck and fertility in their coming years. After the ceremony is completed, we will feast in honor of the Gods and the sacrifice of the lamb."


She crouched down next to the lamb. The creature did not seem afraid of her, somewhat domesticated as it was...and even when she reached to pull it closer to her it did not bleat or make any sound. Perhaps it knew that this was the end of its short life, that it was to be involved in something much bigger than itself. In one flash of steel it was over and she laid the lamb's body next to the fire, blood covering her hands in spatters.


She stood, next, reaching forward to run one blood covered thumb over Teddy's forehead. Demi was next, her thumb brushing over the soft fur of her niece's forehead. She then reached for the hanging charms. There were two for each of them, one ankh and one charm for luck. Naniko set her dagger down, taking the strung charms and placing them around the necks of the newly mated pair.


"It is done. May we hope that these two canines live long and prosperous lives...that their luck remain strong and that they be blessed with many pups. You may come up to give them gifts, if you have brought them." She said. These words signaled the end of the ceremony, and the female stepped forward to the area in which the food was set up to wash the blood from her hands in a bowl of water and to take something to eat.


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His hand clasped tight around Demi's as Naniko beckoned the forward. It was time to walk over the hot coals that had been placed in a short path not long ago. The embers were dieing and many of the logs and branches that had been used to make the path were already white and crumbling. But there were a lot more that were still glowing hot. He moved forward, feeling the earthern goddess move with him. And then his paws hit the coals and his body stiffened. He didnt flinch nor make a sound, the way he'd been taught by his father. But it was clear he was doing everything he could not to feel the heat on his paws. His arm tightened on Demi's, but he was trying to take her weight so that she wouldnt have to step fully onto the coals. It seemed like forever as they walked, but the cool grass met his next steps and the male stepped onto the grass with a smile to his mate. Loosening his grip slightly and checking her over to make sure nothing had happened to her in the short walk over the path of fire. Satisfied she was okay, blue eyes turned towards Naniko as she started speaking. Why had he agreed to this again?

Teddy almost chuckled at Naniko's words about fertitlty. There was clearly nothing wrong with either of their internal workings- Demi was already knocked up. So he supposed this was a shotgun wedding. He refrained however, turning to Demi was wide open eyes and an almost reproachful smile on his face. He was never a very smiley wolf, but Demi seemed to bring out the best (and the worst) in him. He almost didnt see Naniko crouching by the sheep, its trusting expression a little ironic. But he heard the wet slash of metal against flesh and looked in time to see the white female lay the sheep on its side. Her hands covered in the animals blood, she straightened and came towards them both. A dragging thumb across his forehead, creating a cross on his own forehead from the white stripe already there and the red slash cutting it in half horizontally. She repeated the process with Demi, smearing her forehead with blood also. And then more words.

"Thank you Naniko"

He murmered, almost too quiet for anyone but Naniko and Demi to hear. He dipped his head as she settled the ankh over his head and on his chest. She placed the same ankh on Demi, before repeating the process with charms for luck and fertility. He smiled softly, his white gloved hand come up to turn Demi towards him. He kissed her softly, nothing like the dangerous games they played in the confines of his den. A sweet kiss, heartfelt. He turned, taking note for the first time those who had turned up. It surprised him to see who had come and he thanked them all in turn for coming. This was certainly a strange event for them to participate in.
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The coals stung her, even hurt toward the end but the cool grass greeted her finally and she let out a sigh of relief. Clinging to her man she gave her aunt a smile before curling back up into him. If anything made her want to be a better Demi it was him and the precious litter she was carrying in her belly. She nodded quietly as the blessings where given and her forehead marked before it was over. It was odd but she figured her Aunt wanted this especially after she found out she was pregnant.

Her eyes turned with Teddy and looked upon the people who had shown up and she offered them a smile, suddenly a bit shy in her present condition. Nodding she returned her thanks for them being here and wondered what was next.
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Word Count → # :: Ff. Teo, you totally should've gone with the more expensive necklace beads instead of making them yourself, you cheap bastard. XD

The moment Naniko finished the ceremony (and Teo had finished holding back little sobs), the Trovato boy was instantly up and away from his brother, twisting through the crowd of people and darting gracefully up to Demi with a bright smile. If wolves could cry, he would've been. Demi! Oh my gosh, look at you! He grinned, his voice holding the obvious whimper in it, cheery and sobby at the same time. He offered her a hug, one that showed off just how very, very gay he was, with the hips cocked to the side and the head tilted down, tail waving all the while. I've never seen you more beautiful, mia sorella! If or when she accepted the hug, he'd dig into his pocket to find the gift for her.

He pulled out a tiny blue box, long but narrow, one that might've held a necklace in it. And it did. Inside she'd find a hemp necklace with white beads and sky blue cross-knots giving it a delicate feel. Other than that, inside was a tiny wooden... joint. Dyed white and carved almost perfectly to look like one, a joke of course, but it held a ring on the end like a little charm. The beads on the necklace are made from deer antlers. I carved them myself a while back... never had a use for them until now. I really hope you like your gifts.

He paused, then offered the second box to Theodore. Inside of that, he'd find a lovely hunting knife, obviously very well crafted with the handle wrapped in what could've been white leather. The sheath was a matching leather with a clip for a belt. And Theodore. I've never had the chance to properly meet you, but if Demi's willing to marry you, you're good in my books. He grinned. The knife is from Italy... my father used to sell them for a friend of the family. The blade is stainless, so it's an easy clean. I hope you like it...

Then he stood back and bowed a little. God bless you both. I wish you a long and happy life together. At this point, he took a moment to bring his hand up to his face and he shook a bit, holding back another whimper. Ngh. What is it with weddings? He joked softly before stepping back to allow other people to give them gifts.

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Matteo's instinct to sit with him pleased the hybrid. Perhaps he still stood a chance at keeping his brother under his power? For now he looked forward, holding back the urge to push his white coated brother away. Teo had never been good at weddings, always crying, it was embarrassing for the conservative Trovato. It was strange how the brothers seemed to shift in personality depending on the environment. Giuseppe had long since learned the proper behaviour for formal events, be it for business or pleasure, and saw no need to express his emotions in public. Much like their father he preferred to keep his faults within the family. Meanwhile Matteo seemed to have no concept of the word conservative except when meeting new people, where he tended to shy up in the past.


Grunting in displeasure quietly Giuseppe accepted that right now was a moment of business. Weddings were very important to Trovato's and he wasn't about to make a scene, he would just have to accept that for the duration of the ceremony he would have to suffer through his brother's whimpers and sighs. Shifting in his seat he began to wonder what Anathema ceremonies were like. Certainly not as lavish as the Italians, but in Giu's mind nothing would ever match his homeland.


He watching with curiosity and a sense of sick enjoyment as Naniko killed the lamb which had been tied up near the 'alter' area. He was certainly glad to have picked a pack run by such a strong women. The rest of the ceremony was very simple, walking across hot coals for some god forsaken reason, the sacrifice, blood on foreheads and the final moment between the couple. It was similar in structure to a traditional Italian wedding but it would never add up to the formal standards of the business minded hybrid. As the ceremony ended he followed his exuberant brother, making his way slowly to the couple at the front. As Matteo stepped back he greeted the couple with a dip of his head and extended his hand, shaking both Demi and Theodore's hands firmly. “Congratulations on your union. If you don't mind I'll drop my gift off in a couple days. It'll take some explanation and I'd rather not take up your time.” With a smile and a dip of his head he followed Teo's white body out of the way, allowing others to follow suit.



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Closing :].


Naniko was proud to see that her niece had found a strong mate. She hoped that he would provide for her as mates should provide for each other, as well as be there for her emotionally. She had personally never had a mateship that had survived through the harder times...her first mate had done terrible things to her before becoming a murderer and her second one'd had issues with her children and ex-mate and had then stabbed her in the back and thrown her out of her own pack. She didn't have very good luck when it came to love. Perhaps she wasn't meant for it.


Maybe someday, though. Teddy would have to perform the ceremony on her if she ever found a mate of her own, however unlikely that was. Naniko watched the newly mated pair with a wistful look in her eyes, hands clasped before her. Perhaps someday she would go through these rights....perhaps not. Only time would tell. Not knowing what was in store for her in her future, the female began to walk slowly away from the gathered group of canines.


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