Now and forever, from this day forth

Anann Kelevra · 01-27-2012, 05:24 PM

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Gunnar and Fia are to reply first to exchange their vows and rings (or other symbolic gift), then myself again before it's open to all / +426

The plants had browned and long ago lost their colorful blooms, yet even in dead of winter there was an elegance about the gardens. The grounds were littered with a light, dusty snow that dances across
the pathways on the breath of wind and glittered in the chance rays of sunlight that cut through the otherwise dreary gray skies. What remained of the plant life was mostly woody stalks were etched in frost and thin layers of ice that gave them an almost crystalline appearance. The winter splendor of the gardens left little need for further decoration at all and even the bubbling of the babbling stream further into the grounds added its own element to the atmosphere.

The ceremony was to be a formal affair and Anann had considered wearing one of the two dresses she owned for the event. She had expected they would have been a snug, thanks to her full winter pelt, but even the open backed dressed had felt far too tight, especially across her abdomen, and so she had simply groomed her fur and plaited back the sides of her mane.
It was a first for the Kelevra, to proceed over such a ceremony. In her homelands such matters had been handled by the priests, but Casa di Cavalieri had no religious or spiritual leaders, nor any one unified belief beyond their core values. Perhaps in time that would change as their pack grew into its own, but for now it was a responsibility that the Guida would have to perform and being that it was his own daughter's ceremony Anann had offered to lead the ceremony so that Jazper might simply enjoy his daughter's special day.

Anann had been one of the very first to the garden, but it wasn't long before others had started to congregate. Anann greeting those that gathered with a warm smile and a nod. Once everyone had gathered and their appeared to be no more stragglers yet to arrive the precession was started. With Gunnar and Fia standing before her, Anann addressed the crowd. "We are all gathered here today to bear witness to the union of these two Cavalierites and their vows of promise for one another as they begin their new life together. And to offer our support as they begin this new journey together." Her words were few, and simple and as she finished her looked to Gunnar and Fia, giving each of them an encouraging and supportive smile. It was now time for each of them to speak their vows in turn.

Gunnar Donte LeStrange · 01-27-2012, 10:17 PM

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WORD COUNT : 297
This was hard to write. x:

Today was the day. Today he'd no longer be Gunnar the boy without a family. Today he'd finally marry Fia as planned and she would be his mate, and he, hers. And lucky for him the weather was perfect and there'd been no issues in preparing.

He'd dressed sharply for the ceremony, wearing a nice black shirt and dress pants to match, opting out of wearing the jacket that went with them; it would've made the entire evening spent in discomfort, for the sleeves were just a few inches too short for him. Still, the shirt and pants fit nicely and he'd even worn his boots, the leather polished smooth for once. His normal tangle of hair was swept back neatly, fur groomed and cleaned. Yes, he was ready.

Except, later, as he stood there in front of Fia, holding her hands and listening to Anann start the ceremony, he felt his nerves building. So many people. So much importance. Would he get it right? He hadn't even rehearsed any vows!

But when it came time for him to speak, he ignored his nervous fears and what came next flowed naturally.

"I, Gunnar, take you, Fia, to be my wife, my mate and my only, to have and to hold, for better of for worse, to love and to cherish, from this moment on. You are my only and I love you."

Not too much different than the classic vows, but spoken in such a way that meant so much more than written words could manage. He only hoped they'd do the trick with everyone watching, though as he finished speaking, the crowd had seemed to vanish. This lady dressed in her white fur and blue eyes, this woman stronger than he'd ever be... was his world.

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Fia Marino-Knight · 01-28-2012, 01:46 AM

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Word Count → 400+ : Big Grin 'aww X3

Of course she was nervous.

This was her big day, her big night. The day she was bound to someone, bound to their heart. She had worn her hair down to it's full length, brushed and had cleaned her fur so instead of the tinted white it was a blinding spectacular white, which matched the bright white frost that lay on the ground outside. A bright white dress had been fitted to her body, her back exposed beautifully until the small of her back. Lace lined the very tip of the bottom, small water crystals lining the neck of her dress.

The -soon-to-be-married fae looked like an angel sent from heaven, literally, wearing so much white on her she blended into the white snow was it for her black markings that stood out the most. A quick but beautiful bow made from extra lace sat in her hair by her right ear, fixed into her midnight hair. Nerves ate at her, but she pushed them away. Today, was her day, and it didn't matter if she messed up. Beacause in the end, he still loved her, and she him.

Bright blue eyes looked around at all the wolves as Annan spoke, her eyes widening softly. Okay, maybe it did matter if she messed up. She relaxed when his flowing, loving voice was caught in her ears, bright blue eyes gazing into his deep pools, the feel of his large paws wrapped around her small ones.

Shoving everything negative away, she began to speak, her voice a soft silk as the bright white lay surrounded by the two. "I, Fia Marino-Knight, take you, Gunnar DonteLeStrange, to be my husband, my loving mate, my whole heart. To have you in my paws, my heart, forever, in both bad and good times, you are the only one I shall love with every fiber of my being, to love you until the day my heart stops beating."

Gentle, icey pricks of water dotted at the corner of her eyes and she smiled softly, turning away for a moment before looking up, a couple tears of pure joy trailing down her muzzle. Her words had deep meaning, rooted to the center of her being, the center of her heart. She meant everything she said, she hadn't rehearsed the words. They had just flowed from her heart.

The wolf who stood in front of her, handsome, unique, all hers was suddenly all she could see. And she guessed the same thing was hapening to Gunnar...because all she felt was him, all she knew was him. Gunnar . All hers. 'How could a girl like me get so lucky...?' she had remembered thinking before she had left.

He was all she had wanted, everything she had wanted. Her dream boy she had dreamt of when she was younger. A few months ago, she was back in Crimson Dreams, milling around and sitting underneath the trees. Now...Look at her, grown up, already having a mate to snuggle with at night, to kiss, to love. "I love you" She whispered just for him. The crowd of people had dissapeared, the nerves melted away. Only Annan's faint shape and warm smile was hovering next to Gunnar, who seemed to be only from a dream. Something unreal. Imaginary.

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