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OOC: Mandatory pack meeting for Adelle to receive her Mentor. Please post at least once by March 6th, there is no post order so feel free to post again after whoever you want Smile Set in the evening in the Great Hall of the Courthouse. / +300


Today would be the first time a Casa pup received a mentor. Although the ceremony was not a feast or a huge celebration it was still formal and very important in Jazper’s eyes. Anann and him and quickly decided on the Mentor system for their pack early on, wanting to encourage the youngest of their members to get the best well rounded education a pack could offer. Although most Luperci did not know human subjects such as science or math a young canine had many things to learn from basic survival skills to self-defense to music and art. It was Jazper’s dream to see the future adults of the pack learn and grow into talented young adults.


Adelle had come into the pack under her Grandfather’s guidance and wisdom. Regner had approached Jazper in his time of need, wanting the young pup to have a pack, a home full of canines who would love and care for her even after he was gone. Although there was not much Regner could do, he was handy with medicine and able to work with his hands still, he had brought into Casa the joy and gift of a young soul full of potential.


The midnight giant stood in his casual wear today, as the ceremony was simple. Although mateships and feasts generally were met with his formal attire this event was not meant to be a dressy and formal thing, it was a small celebration of a young pup that was ready to be paired with an adult who would help guide her until adulthood. Looking around the Great Hall he released a howl, bidding everyone to the meeting. He wanted all members to come as this was an important day for Adelle and Fenris knew little pups got excited about such things. Especially having their own personally assigned adult to ask every question in the world. Slowly members began to trickle in and he announced the meaning behind the meeting, "Today we are gathered for the Mentor Ceremony of Adelle." He would allow a minute or two for more members to join them.




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Fritz Earl had yet to formally meet the leader of his new home, the sole. He had already met the Luna as well as a few other members. But not the man who apparently was the only one who could give him a run for his money in height, and yet Fritz still beat him by…well he wasn’t sure exactly since they had only passed each other by a few times.

So when he heard that there was a ceremony of some soft, he was rather excited since he would be able to meet the whole pack for the first time. He had heard it wasn’t a formal event but he still wanted to make sure he made a good impression on everyone, but especially the Sole. So he had taken a bath and then put on some of his pants that weren’t stained from sweat and dirt.

Yet what made him pause was if he should bring his weapons or not. He sighed and decided to wear them. It showed his readiness for anything and willingness to serve his pack. Plus, it was also habit for him to wear these things when he first got up in the morning from his time as a mercenary. He sighed and gently rubbed his face. He still had nightmares about that but they were getting fewer and farther between. He figured that they would soon mostly go away but never completely.

But now was not the time to worry about his sleep and nightmares. The leader had called for everyone to come to the main hall, which he did. He entered, stood in front of the large black wolf and bowed. ”Sole. I’m Fritz Earl and I’m a new member. I hope to be able to serve you and the pack in anyway possible.” Speaking his piece, Fritz stood a little away to watch the ceremony, ready to move out of the way so others could see around him.
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Today was the day! Adelle would be getting her very own mentor. It had been difficult for Adelle to understand what Jazper was saying, still learning english, but Grandpa had carefully explained it to her in dutch afterwards. Bouncing around the room Adelle had eventually been kicked out, and asked to spend her energy before diving head first into a very important ceremony. The adult she received would be hers, to teach her how to fight, and answer her questions, and help her become a big strong adult. Grandpa would still be her role model of course, but this was special!

A howl was released, and Adelle brought her nose out of the snow where she'd been bugging a poor rabbit and ran. Her body was built for strength and endurance, her wolf blood granting her speed. She wasn't full grown, but her flight was swift, if not as sure as it could be with her paws still rather big and apt to be tripped on. Adelle skidded into the hall, dancing around with excitement. She looked up at the two adults standing there, and made her way to Jazper's side. She licked his leg excitedly, whining with joy. He was the first member of Casa she'd met, and in her mind would always be the biggest and best leader.
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The excitement of the day’s ceremony was making Cadmeia giddy and a little nervous. It was hard to believe that not long ago she had been so alone, and now she was far from it. As much as she wanted to fit in with her new pack, she was still having trouble being social. ”If someone wants to know me, they’ll present themselves.” she thought to herself. Cadmeia didn’t feel confident enough to initiate conversation. She looked on at the crowd, taking everything in. It was a beautiful thing to see everyone coming together like this, interacting with each other and developing relationships. At least, to Cadmeia it was beautiful. She longed for true companionship more than anything else. She knew that these things took time, however, and that hurt. She wanted it now. It was a little bit scary, being part of a pack where you were so different from the rest. Cadmeia wasn’t sure if everybody would be as accepting of her as Hadley had been.

Cadmeia quietly slid back into a corner and watched Adelle. It was hard to admit, but she was very envious of the pup. Today Adelle would be receiving her mentor. Cadmeia not only wanted a mentor, but felt like she needed one. She knew she could do almost anything she set her mind to, but it would be nice to have someone standing by her side every step of the way. She wanted someone who would not only mold her into the best fox she could be but also be her protector of sorts. Couldn’t somebody take care of her now? Cadmeia felt like there was a void inside of her - perhaps a mentor would do the trick. She wasn't sure. Hopefully it would be Hadley to take her in. It was unsettling how attached she was to him already, but he did make her feel safe - it was he who had saved her, shown her what compassion was like. Cadmeia sighed and hung her head low. She knew she was setting herself up to be hurt, but in order to receive love she knew she must first open up and be willing to give it out. Gathering her wits, Cadmeia sniffed the air and set out to find Hadley amidst the crowd. She’d been alone for far too long - she only hoped Hadley would be just as happy to see her.
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Hadley had been summoned by the call. Nervous that it was news he wouldn't like again he stuck to the edges of the gathering. He watched the sole stand there, careful not to stare and be rude. Another very large canine was there as well, swearing fealty to their leader. It wasn't long after when a pup came bowling in. He stared with surprise as she bounced over, moving so rapidly it looked like she might just explode with excitement. The way she bounced around the leader was rather endearing to see. Hadley ducked his head down, trying not to draw attention, as the scent of a fox drew near.


He looked down to find Cadmeia padding towards him. The tiny creature was still very young, and so tiny compared to the massive creatures in the pack. Kneeling down he waited until she was closer before gently picking her up, allowing her a better view of everything that was happening. How are you little one? Quietly he licked her head, trying to sooth her and keep her close. He did put a lot of effort into caring for animals, but she had won a special place in his large heart. Can you see? His words were quiet, careful not to disturb the ceremony.


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Regner Vilhelmsen
Check my vitals signs and know i'm still alive
Word Count :: 356 Psst Bria, its Danish, not dutch..

A loud tapping sound echoed through the halls of the courthouse as Regner made his way along, the heavy wood of his staff beating against the stone floor in time with his steps. Regner had good days and bad days with his leg and this was one of the bad days; the muscles in his elft leg were stiff and weak and the scar running down from his thigh across his knee hurt like somebody had put a brand to it every time he moved his knee, much more painful than the dull ache it normally merited. Normally Regner would not have been active on such a day but he refused to miss Adelle's ceremony just because his leg was hurting.


Slowly but steadily Regner made his way from the room he shared with Adelle, who had already vacated it in a rush earlier, to the great hall where the ceremony was being held. Walking in he saw that several members were already there, one of whom was a large white and black dog that he wasn't familiar with. Hadley was a more familiar site and Regner nodded to his as he limped past, offering a short "Hello Hadley." as he looked curiously at the being, a fox he realised after a second, that Hadley was holding in his arms.


Finally Regner reached his goal. Leaning heavily on his staff Regner inclined his head and ears to the black alpha, greeting him shortly as he had done Hadley, "Jazper." Then he turned his attention to Adelle, pride glinting in his eyes. Painfully Regner bent down, letting out a grunt of pain as he jarred his leg. When he was kneeling he reached one hand out to Adelle, stroking the back of the puppy's neck as he spoke. " Jeg er stolt af dig Adelle, man vil vokse op. Deres forældre ville være stolt, hvis de var her." His piece said, Regner pushed himself back into a standing position and backed off, leaning against the wall next to Hadley.


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Crap post just to get a post in +3


Pack life was as hectic as ever, and there would only be more to do when the last weeks of winter melted away into spring. The mares would foal, the weather would be nice enough to begin construction on the barn and other projects, and the entire region would see an influx of energy and life. With the dreary cold winter already a bustlin’ time for the cowboy, he could only imagine what would happen in the coming month.

The male had been taking one of those extremely rare breaks when the summons came from the courthouse. Rather than get annoyed at being roused from his catnap, however, he simply reached for his hat to plant it back on his head, getting up with a grunt and walking in the direction of the building. Evidently, something important was going on; the Sole wouldn’t call another meeting so soon after the last one if that wasn’t the case.

The Labrador mongrel stepped into the Great Hall, looking at those already gathered. His eyes fell on the excitedly fidgeting shape of Adelle, and the male broke out into a small smile as he put two and two together—a mentorship ceremony. He still remembered helping the then-sick girl and her grandfather toward Casa di Cavalieri, and he was glad that it had paid off. Reger had great insight and experience, and his granddaughter would grow up as one of the first children of the pack.

His attention drifted then, noting an oddly small pup in Hadley’s arms, one whose scent was off enough for him to realize it was a fox kit. His ears pricked, but he didn’t want to startle the child or the former slave by heading up to them. All he could do was stand and wait for the announcement to begin.

What if I’m her mentor? Wayne asked himself, and his eyes widened. He hadn’t really considered the possibility beforehand. He didn’t know if he’d be ready to take on that kind of responsibility in addition to his normal duties. There were others more suited—older, more experienced with fighting—but he knew that he’d have little say in the final decision. He frowned and crossed his arms, pondering this.

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OOC: If you have already posted you are encouraged to post again, though it is not required. If you have yet to post you have until Wednesday morning. Big Grin / +300


Members began to pile in and Jazper was pleased to say he knew everyone by name. Some he was less familiar with than others but he would be sure to get to know them as time went on. The sense of Family was important to him and to Casa if they were to remain strong. He regularly encouraged members to gather and get to see the faces of the rest of their pack in hopes that they would make an effort to meet others. But today was not about socializing; in fact the reason for the gathering currently was dancing around his feet. Chuckling tha large Sole beamed down at the small girl. She was a large pup and would certainly match her old grandfather in size one day.

A voice rang out to him, one that he did not recognize but the brief introduction was all he needed to be reassured. The voice belonged to a very large man, larger than even he, who was fit and seemed like he was a strong warrior. Fritz’s pelt would have seemed odd to Jazper but in fact he resembled his cousin very closely, a man he had lost contact with but who’s mother was of the Dalmatian kind. Smiling at the large spotted man he gave a shallow bow of his head, I am sure you will not disappoint Casa. No, Fritz would do well in the pack he could already see that.


Regner moved to kneel and spoke to the pup in a language the Sole was unfamiliar with but he was sure the grandfather gave only words of encouragement and pride as the emotions were painted on his face. Giving a second for the elder to say his piece and move away the giant took a step forward, demanding the attention of his pack mates with his body language, Adelle came into our home with her Grandfather only a couple of moons ago and yet it is clear to all of us that she has brightened the moods of us all. She dreams of being a warrior like her Grandfather and I have no doubt that within a year she will be able to match blades with the best of us. Pausing he looked around the room, bright yellow eyes meeting the orbs of the others. A soul of such requires a mentor to match. A mentor who can teach her patience, discipline, and the value of hard work, as these things skills will do her justice in her future.


Looking down he addressed the pup, Anann and I have been talking for some time about who would be good for you. He winked at the small girl as though he was holding a secret. At last the name was announced as the Knight turned to his pack, Wayne McCoy. You have proven yourself to be a willing and valuable member of our family. You are hard working and consistently working to improve yourself. You have even traveled to Ichika to be trained in fighting, a skill you were not so comfortable pursuing at first. Anann and I trust you and believe you will be a wonderful mentor for young Adelle. The Sole fell silent grinning a sideways grin in the direction of the yellow lab mix. Wayne was a great addition to Casa from the start but he lacked in social skills, perhaps the bubbly pup would bring him out of his shell.





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Adelle's eyes glittered as Grandpa entered the room. His stiff proud movements had her standing still, pride in her own eyes. This was what she was, a warrior of the ovcharka. It didn't matter that time had passed, that she didn't remember the pack she had come from. Adelle had her grandfather, and that was enough. He knelt down beside her, and Adelle gazed into the eyes of the warrior that would always be the best, always the be strongest. His words had her glowing. Tak farfar. Jeg vil arbejde for at gøre dig stolt.


Jazper stepped forward, and the small pup's attention moved to the leader. She tried to remain as solemn as she had been a few minutes before, but her tail was already wagging wildly. He started talking, and Adelle concentrated hard to listen. She still only understood parts of english, but she grasped that Jazper was telling about how Adelle and Grandpa had come to Casa. Standing as alert as she could her body vibrated. Jazper winked at Adelle, and she bounded over to stand next to him again. At last a name was called! Her mentor! Eagerly she searched the crowds, wondering who it was.

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Dixie was once again late to the meeting, but she didn’t really care. Running into the gathering hall at the last minute, she skidded to a stop at Wayne’s side and acted like she had heard everything. It was before the second half of Jazper’s speech, so she hadn’t missed anything important. Wrapping her arms around Wayne’s waist, she leaned against him and took a deep breath, her heart hammering from the excited run back to the fort.

Jazper began speaking again and the girl tilted her head to look at the Sole, wondering who was going to mentor the little fluff ball that she’d seen playing around the fort grounds. Surely it wouldn’t be herself…she had nothing to offer to a child. Her mind was on herself for a few moments, wondering what in the world she’d ever be able to pass on to anyone…when Jaz said Wayne’s name in line with Adelle’s.

Dixie’s head snapped up and she stared at Wayne, trying to gauge his expression. Hopefully he would be okay with this new development. She knew that she’d have to take over some of his duties if he was to be playing with a puppy all the time now.

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Sebastian hung in the shadow behind a pillar, the firelight reflecting off his molten orange eyes. Except for that hint of life, he was still and silent, unnoticeable and indistinguishable. Nearly everyone being at least a foot taller than him helped. They even had a new giant he hadn't noticed- a black-and-white spotted monster even bigger than Enzo and as muscular as Jazper. He could certainly provide some entertainment for the predatorial artisan. Perhaps Fritz would even let the Italian try to count his spots.

Sebastian wrenched his thoughts out of the gutter as Jazper spoke, his orange eyes roving over the Sole's body rather than focusing on his handsome face. Mentor ceremony. Wonderful. Well, Sebastian certainly hoped it wouldn't be him. The little girl had already attacked him once. Besides, there were much more capable and experienced members of Casa di Cavalieri who could do a much better job educating a child. And they wouldn't flee at the sight of her.

More talking. More ceremony. Sebastian didn't like ceremonies. Too much effort. There was an itch in his ear. A fly buzzing around the ceiling. Inconsequential details leapt out at him. Rough stone. Golden fur. Dixie-May's white pelt. Hadley with his new fox kit in his brawny arms. Sebastian felt too warm. The room was too warm. At last, the name was announced.

Wayne McCoy.

Good. Sebastian heaved a quiet sigh of relief. Wayne was much better suited than him to teach children about life's great mysteries. The dull roar in his ears subsided as he kept his reaction off his face after the initial sigh, aside from a small smile and nod made in Wayne's direction.
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OOC here!

Laikira stood towards the back of the crowd, listening intently on what this ceremony was particularly about. She wore her casual clothes- but had brushed her fur and hair nicely as to make sure she looked appropiate. Bright blue eyes watched the young she-pup and her grandfather, a smile on Laikira's face. This was truly a speacial day for the young fae, who would soon grow to be a wonderful and strong she-wolf.


As the Sole spoke at who would be her mentor, Laikira's eyes turned to where everyone else had been looking. The woman gave a smile to the male in congratulations. The white fae wished them both well as she watched, her tail giving the slightest wag behind her. The pup known as Adelle seemed bright and bubbly. She was full of energy, which made Laikira smile even more. Even though she did not know who Wayne was, she wished him good luck and from the pride and confidence in the large, proud midnight black male's voice, she could tell that Wayne would be a great mentor for the bright pup.


Laikira was a little glad that she wasn't the mentor for this pup. The pup was very cute- but Laikira didn't really feel that she would be a great match for the pup. Adelle needed someone.....not as shy and closed up. Laikira didn't really have much experience with pups anyways.



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OOC here. /+000


The old wolf that had collected firewood with him entered then. Hadley frowned in concern, noticing the staff. Surely nothing was wrong. It wasn't any of his business anyways. Hadley nodded his head shyly at him as he walked up to Adelle. The tiny pup's eyes had grown so wide at her Grandpa's approach, and Hadley knew that she was glowing with excitement. Their leader began to speak, talking about the arrival of Adelle and her grandfather. Were they leaving? Was this to say goodbye?


Hearing that it was about assigning a mentor to the pup had surprised him. He glanced down at Cadmeia, wondering if she would get a mentor as well when she reached that age. They didn't have anyone capable of teaching a fox how to be a fox. Hadley could only hope being taught how to be a good pack member would be able to fill in enough of that gap. A sigh was released, and Hadley turned, spotting his master. Immediately he moved over to him, brushing against him softly, taking in assurance from his presence.


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The last few members trickled in—including Dixie-May, who wrapped her arms tightly around him. He could feel the pulse of her heart, and he lowered one hand to run his fingers through her pale hair affectionately. Anything more than that would have to wait, however, as Jazper was beginning to speak.

He talked about the girl and her grandfather, about the potential hidden within the youth and her dreams of becoming a warrior. He went on to describe the qualities that her mentor would need to teach her, and the Labrador mongrel found himself nodding in approval as each trait was stated. Skills in combat meant nothing if one didn’t have the patience and work ethic to persevere; the child would have to learn that if she were to match blades like the Sole said.

“Wayne McCoy.”

The cowboy blinked and looked up suddenly, for a moment not recognizing what the calling of his name meant. Surprise was chiseled in his rugged features until realization passed through his brown eyes. He could feel Dixie looking up at him as Jazper finished the spiel and grinned. He could feel more than just her eyes turned toward him; others gave him looks of curiosity and congratulations, and the gold and black cub was searching the crowd for him.

Clearing his throat awkwardly, Wayne disentangled himself from the Samoyed mix and strode forward through the crowd until he reached Adelle. Steeling himself with a breath, he crouched to a knee almost in the manner of a knight, but when he met her eyes he couldn’t help but soften with a smile. He reached out with a hand to take her paw solemnly.

“It’s an honor,” the dusty-furred man said. “I’ll teach ya all I know, young’un; I’ll be the best mentor I can.”

The importance of what was happening here today washed over him, breaking over his head like a wave. He was not only deemed worthy to teach one of the children of the pack—but he was becoming the very first mentor in Casa’s history!


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A blond dog broke through the crowd. Adelle stared up at the male that would be her mentor, the one that would help her become a great warrior. He was big and strong, though clearly surprised. The dignity he moved with reminded her of Grandpa. Shyly she glanced over to him, hoping that Grandpa would approve of her mentor, of what this meant. He had said that he was proud, and Adelle wanted to do everything she could to prove that his pride was right, that she would prove herself as strong a warrior as her ancestors were.


Wayne knelt before her, and Adelle did her best to not show the shyness that suddenly ran through her. This was a big occasion, the first step towards being an adult. Her voice swallowed up in the excitement Adelle placed her paw in the large hand before her. Someday, she'd be able to match him, would stand with the adults. The future swam before her eyes, before steadying and letting her focus on the present again. Her tail wagged happily. I'll be a good mentoree! That was the right word, right? She looked over at Grandpa for conversation.

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i suck and i'm late


Selene heard another call, and of course it was her place to answer to the summoning. It had been hectic getting there, it seemed as if Hadley had already left their room much earlier. She had rushed, throwing on a simple fur cloak and strapping her beautiful sword to her waist. Lately Sel had been worried, Hadley didn't see her quite as much. He wasn't in the room at her awakening. 

Stepping out into the halls, the chocolate and cream girl followed towards the direction of the call. Entering a huge grand hall, Selene didn't hesitate to notice the amazing infrastructure of the building. The humans may have been weak, but gosh were they good builders.

It was a ceremony of some sort, it didn't take long for the young woman to hear from the Sole about the meaning of the celebration. There was a pup, a young frisky one at that. how cute Sel thought as the girl took the spot beside the grand Sole. Other faces in the room were just as unfamiliar, a large spotted man and a few assorted unknown beings. Through the small crowd, Sel picked out Hadley from the rest. Moving politely through the bunch of people, making her way to the mottled man. He held a cute fox in his arms. The sight was heartwarming, yet Hadley had never spoken to her like that in public, with that noticeable hint of warmth in his voice. She stopped short as he brushed against Sebastian. Also something he'd never think of doing to her in the presence of others. Oh. 

Sel tried to ignore everything, move away from the large hybrid and to the back of the room out of sight. She listened intently to the ceremony, large black tipped ears perked interested. The sole called out a name.

Wayne McCoy

Good for him. There couldn't possibly be anyone else more deserving to take that position. Wayne had shown her kindness on many different occasions, and this was the perfect thing for him take on. Eyes fell upon the lively pup once again, she definitely was a adorable being. This was good, distracting her mind to something else other than Hadley for once. The only thing that rubbed her wrong was, he never showed anything but small acknowledgement of her around others. 

The pup, Adelle said something completely charming at the end. The coydog's lips spread in a wide smile. Selene wished someday she'd be a mentor. Children were so charming, so adorable and pure. But it would be a very very long time until she'd ever have her own, maybe even never. All Sel could do was watch and admire the angelic purity of children. At least it was better than nothing. 
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Tony didn't really care about the ceremony, it had nothing to do with him and he didn't see why he should bother pulling himself from his room jsut for that. But he did anyway, fearing it'd hurt his rank, something he'd rather not risk. There was a hint of whiskey on his breath, something he was kind of eager to keep a secret, another reason against him attending the meeting. He didn't want his Dad finding out about his nasty little habit. But all the same he wouldn't stop, it reminded him of Neela and gave him a nice warm feeling. Whether that was from the memories or because of the alcoholic after burn. He edged his way to the back of the crowd and watched, he'd arrived late, but was just in time to hear the news.


Again, wasn't anything he was particularly bothered about. Just an announcement of a mentor thingy. He didn't really understand it all that well. Wayne. Decent guy. Again, he was glad it wasn't him. After all, he wasn't the best with kids. He nodded along and acted bothered, clapping lazily before sliding out of the room. Carrying on back upstairs, he sighed deeply.


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Anann had stayed off to the side and near the back with during the Ceremony. The Luna knew it was an important stepping stone towards growing up into a true Cavalierite for Adelle and an integral part of the family culture that Jazper and Anann had wished to instill in their pack. It was suppose to be a happy day. One where the future was to be cast in a bright light and the whole of the world lay open for the seizing. But for Anann it felt as nothing more than a reminder of what she had lost in the weeks prior.

The Luna doubted that many had known of her short termed pregnancy. A delicate topic with the amber alphess, it was not something she had talked openly about, nor privately either. Anatoliy was the only one she could say for sure had known, though she had a feeling that Jazper had had his own suspensions. Of the others she could not say, but no one had said anything and she could only hope that it would remain that way. She wanted no pity; no sympathy.

So it had been a relief when Jazper had offered to proceed over the ceremony and make the announcement of Wayne as the mentor. The cowboy may not of had any pups of his own, but he had shown patience and understanding, as well as a complementing balance of sternness which showed in the way he had often kept Dixie in line when the smaller female got a little over excited. Anann felt confident that Wayne would prove to be the mentor Adelle needed to compliment what her grandfather would and already had taught the young girl.

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I'm very later and with a sucky shitty post

They came when they were called and they stayed at the very back of the room as far away from everyone as they could be without seeming suspicious. The secui boy had little to no interest in what ever festival or celebration was occurring today. They were among the last to arrive but that didn't bother him, he had far greater things to worry about than some young child getting a mentor. He had a female to take care of. As he looked around he realised that he knew barely any of those assembled. Juliet shivered from underneath his large body which was her favorite place to lay.

The announcement went rather quickly and Wayne was proclaimed as the girl's mentor. Enzo had not felt a flash of worry that it would be him for his father knew the fragile state both his and Juliet's minds were in, to introduce another to this bubbling cauldron was just asking for trouble. As soon as was socially acceptable for it the pair of them took their leave, speaking to no one and keeping eye contact to a minimal. Hopefully they could fix what was broken and truly join in on the pack's festivities but until that time came, Enzo cared not for the majority of the gathered here, they were unimportant at the moment.
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occ: Sorry for being so late! Been studying for tests and a bunch other stuff came up. Sorry for the small post, as well.~

Fia stood in the middle fo the crowd. She looked nice, wearing appropriate clothes for the ceremony. Her ring flashed lovely underneath the light in the Courthouse. Hair and fur brushed rather nicely. Fia flashed Wayne a bright smile, tail wagging behind her softly. She was happy for him, glad that her father had picked him. She believed that he would be a great mentor for the bright bubbly pup.


A few familiar faces caught her eyes, but Fia didn't make a move to move over to them. She was content where she was standing. The white furred fae clapped along with the crowd, before waiting to see if the rest of the crowd went back to doing what they had been. She did not want to leave to early and miss some important things.

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