Box After Box and You're Still By My Side
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This is a ceremony for Aeron and Charm, set at noon. Smile No posting order, post at will. Please see the Mateship Ceremony information on our website if you have questions Smile


It had been a very busy morning for the Angela. She wasn't the best with animals, but had managed to carry the bleating lamb across the mountainside without much of an issue. The thing was loud, though, and she held its mouth shut with one hand as she padded toward Maxia Negra. Once she was there, she got to work, starting up some wood to turn to hot ashes and coals and tying the lamb to a nearby tree. The Gods were smiling upon them today, it would seem - there was not a cloud in the sky so far, and she was able to work without pause.


She managed to get the burning wood into a path, of sorts, one that the couple would need to walk over to reach her at the center of the territory. Naniko waited for them to finish burning and begin smouldering and smoking before she lifted her head, calling out to the members of the pack. She then took the lamb and retied it to one of the tall whale bones in the center of the territory, standing to wait for the pack to arrive. It had been a while since Anathema had held a mateship ceremony, but she remembered the rituals quite well. She was excited for Aeron, one of the leaders, as well as for Charm. She didn't know Charm as well, but if Aeron had chosen her then she was good in Naniko's books.


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Aeron

There was a time, when I was young


And love it felt so strong

Now it comes back to me

What's going on?

Its a lot like Romeo and Juliet

Word Count :: 000 Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet.


The Atheed was beyond nervous, she felt like she would faint. Charm was a wonderful woman and one she was glad to have in her life. Aeron didn't want this to go wrong too. She wanted to just live and grow old with her calico dame. She didn't want to have to lose even more in her life.

The golden demon walked to the ceremony ground . She wore a white shirt and pants. She didn't own many clothes not like it was needed but she felt she needed too. Around her wrist two bracelet both gold with a ruby. One was for charm a sealing token that was not apart of the Anathema ritual. This was something from her past and she felt she had to. Neither bracelet had been Io's those long gone. She wanted not to mix the two relationships.

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The golden coyote and the calico wolf had agreed to love each other till the ends of times. The thought of Aeron finally being hers and hers alone, she did not have to think about sharing Aeron with any one, and that was how it was going to be for the rest of time that they would be allowed to walk on this earth. Charm knew that being faithful to her would not be a hard thing, and she knew that Aeron felt the same way.

The spotted female’s hands shook as she walked to where the ceremony would be taking place. Charm had been informed what was going to happen and was told where to go, though it didn’t make her racing heart beat any slower. In her hands rested a package that she was going to present to Aeron. She had taken her knifes, cleaned them up, and under them laid a new leather handmade shelves for them. The Sawtooth female moved slowly and steady, she did not want to trip over her own two feet.

Her pale purple eyes saw the two others, the white leader that she had been told about from Aeron, if the scent wasn’t strong enough to let Charm know she was the leader. Charm dipped her head down to the white leader, as she walked over to the golden babe, Charm wanted to wrap around her and hold her, and have her hold her. She was so scared. ”Aeron you look beautiful. “ Charm declared.

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WC:: 401 - OOC


The warm day had dragged Malakai from his den. Usually, he enjoyed his sleep, not in a lazy way, but he appreciated the importance of the rest. After all, with his leg healing, he was regaining his strength all the time and would be back up to full-speed in no time. In his lupus form, he found it easier on his wounded flank, and had wanted to do a little more exploring. The black male had been as far as the coast line, but had yet to tackle the mountains - he would leave that for when his body could handle the steep inclines and deep troughs. However, his fleeting attention had been caught by the loud, fearful bleating of a lamb. The sound was distant, but his ears pricked and his jaws broadened into a dark smirk, letting his tongue lick his muzzle. That lamb was destined to die today, he thought. Unable to resist the call of the animal, Kai trotted towards it's sound, but noticed it's desperate bleating had become muffled as if someone wanted to keep it quiet. Whenever Kai killed, he wanted to hear the beasts' distress calls, he wanted to hear it's shrieks and yells. It would let all the others know that there was a predator around.

As he found the source, he saw the young animal was accompanied by Naniko, the white Alpha, the Angela, and she was tying the lamb up. His eyes travelled over the large bones stuck into the ground, an archway, and padded closer, feeling more like an intruder than a guest. A ceremony? He smirked deeper still. A sacrifice. Even better. Malakai moved closer, his eyes remaining on the lamb for a moment, before he looked to Naniko, his head bowing in respect to her, one of the few around here he felt totally comfortable doing so to. And then, his attention drifted to the others there. Mates, he knew. Two females. Kai grinned further still and his eyes revealed the dark thoughts within that mind of his. But for now, he remained a spectator, hanging back a little in case his presence wasn't appreciated. His thoughts certainly wouldn't be, but he would keep them to himself, of course. His eyes drifted back over to Naniko, his head cocking to the side slightly, as if asking permission to come closer, if he was allowed to watch the proceedings.



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When Amy had first heard the news she couldn't believe it. After she had laughed and laughed, amused by what she had learned. The tough leader, the one she had clashed with so many times, getting married! Of course, such an important event wasn't one for her to miss out on. Amy had styled her hair up into a bun, wearing a tight form fitting blue dress over her body. A silver moonstone bracelet sat on her left arm, the deadly silver ring as present as always. A beautiful silver pearled necklace topped off the assemble. Of course, Amy wasn't going to go there weaponless. A pair of special daggers, designed for being hidden on the body had been tucked away into her dress.

Stepping over to where the ceremony was held Amy spared no more than a single glance at the black wolf that stood there. He had proven himself a fool, trying to manipulate her. In her hands Amy grasped something that she knew Aeron would appreciate, and understand. A dagger, still dripping with Amy's blood. A renewed promise of Amy's loyalty to the pack, as well as a reminder of the danger that Anathema had chosen to harbor within it. She stood by idly, watching for the ceremony to proceed.
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So long had it been since the last mate ship ceremony the Angelo had attended that the storm coloured male was unsure even if he really wanted to go at all; Aeron was tolerable enough and he had no complained about the efficient Atheed, her mate though he knew next to nothing off and could only help the woman was worthy of the Atheed. Despite the knowledge that he really should attended, shadows of memories lingered in the back of his head, killing any motivation to attend that he could gather.... for if memory served right, the last he was present at was his own and he couldn't help but think of memories of his lost love when the prospect of attending someone else's ceremony was before him.

Looking at his table of weapons he spotted a small lone dagger, with an intricate polished metal and black leather handle; a pretty thing, small but weighty and well balanced, something he'd practiced with once or twice maybe but otherwise it was simply sitting there gathering dust. Pacing before the table his eyes flicked over to the bed where Alex was sprawled out reading a book, the title and general contents of which the Angelo was unaware of. Sighing, he made up his mind and scooped up the dagger, wrapping it in a plain black cloth and tying a thing leather strip around it to wrap it up all pretty. Nodding his head towards the door he indicated for Alex to follow and the pair began to make their way over the where the ceremony was set to take place.

Upon arriving he chose to linger out of sight, intending to hand over the gift to Aeron was everything was over and depart without socialising, his mood too low and temperamental to maintain a happy façade or any small talk with members for longer the necessary.

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While Malakai's gaze spent most time upon the white Alpha, looking for her for permission to get a little closer despite the fact that he was new and didn't actually know the pair involved, his focus immediatly shifted onto Amy as she entered. While she only cast the briefest of gazes to him, his eyes turned darker, colder as he watched her intently as she moved. He snorted a little to himself if no-one else - she had led him into unknown territory, knowing he carried an injury and had turned tail to run off from him, leaving him alone, in the dark, despite agreeing to show him around the pack lands. Now was not the time to exact his revenge though, nor the place. And certainly not under the watchful eye of the one creature he did offer genuine respect to. Naniko.

Managing somehow to hold back a snarl, Kai let his eyes sweep over another few who lingered, and it wasn't long before his keen nose twitched as he sniffed the air. A familiar scent betrayed his best efforts to keep out of sight. Alaki and the male he had seen him with when Kai had first step foot upon Anathema land. They had obviously arrived for the event, though Kai still wasn't totally sure what it was. He knew there were two females who seemed to be together, and he knew there was a lamb. He hoped it would bleed. Taking his chances, Malakai padded slowly, almost cautiously towards Naniko, his head bowed just a little as he approached. "Is it okay for me to be here, Alpha? I mean... if it is a private ceremony, I can go." Kai would obey whatever the white Alpha ordered him to do. There weren't many Kai felt comfortable in taking orders from but she was certainly one of them.



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WC::336 Points:: 3 OOC::

Hearing the Angela’s call for the mateship ceremony the Dasa scrambled up and away from his make shift desk. Looking around his den he scavenged for a gift to give the couple. Sword, knives, shuriken, she’s an ex-assassin for god sakes; the woman doesn’t need more weapons! The problem was that the majority of his possessions were weapons. What the hell kind of gift do you give in this kind of situation?! Moving to the shelf against the left wall he rummaged its contents. Dropping his jaw in shock he thought he found the right thing. Starring at the only thing he had from his mother, it was a silver bangle that she gave him the day he left. He never wore it though, it just wasn’t his style. Picking it up, he held it towards the candle light, inspecting it over. It’s pretty. Maybe something a woman would like? He had no clue if she would appreciate it or not, but it’s what he had to offer. He had zero focus at the moment, he was excited for her and whoever it was she was getting hitched with. Putting the silver bangle into his mouth he shifted into his lupus form. He wanted to get there as fast as he could.



Arriving at Maxia Negra the Dasa inspected the crowd for those who’d already gotten there. Obviously Naniko, Amy, Malakai, the Angelo with his ghostly friend and of course the two who were to be mated were there. He was rather surprised to see Alaki, this didn’t seem like his kind of thing. Shifting into optime Mido moved to the right of the smoldering path and walked almost the length of it nearer the snowy leader. Once he had been situated into the spot he considered the perfect viewers seat, he wiped the bangle off, not wanting to hand the Atheed a slobbered piece of jewelry. The half and half was interested to watch for he hadn’t been to one of these mateship ceremonies before.



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He had been sitting on the bed, reading a very erotic book. Humans seemed to have some very clear ideas on how to please each other. Their appearance was a little strange to read about at some points, but otherwise very good. He looked over at Alaki's dark form. Alex did not want to tease him at the moment. Whatever it was about the mateship ceremony it put him in a very bad mood. Flipping back to the book Alex resigned himself to not going. Well, it wasn't like it mattered much. Just a pair of wolves falling into the 'do not touch' zone. He could pay his respects later.

Surprise registered for a moment as he was indicated to follow Alaki. He remained relatively close to the big guy, knowing how moody he was and hoping that nothing would go and set him off. He glanced over the small gathering, recognizing Mido and the pair that was preparing to come out. A leader? Well, that was just peachy. He smiled over at them, waving cheerily. It was the best he could do to work on making up for Alaki's more than sour mood. He was always dark, but this was even worse than usual! He looked down to the book in his hand, and decided that would be the wedding gift. Perhaps it would give them a couple ideas. If not, well, maybe one of them would like a tattoo.
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Some powerplay, with the smearing of the blood and giving of necklaces. Here is a picture of what the bone-charm necklaces would look like :]


After what had happened with Io, Naniko was glad to see that Aeron was doing well. She saw the warrior-woman as a friend and comrade, and was concerned about her both socially and professionally. Sometimes issues with mates or other loved ones could interfere with the job that they were here to do, which was to lead the pack and show them how they could make a better life for one another by working together toward a common goal. If something was going on that prevented the leader from being able to deal with the day-to-day of leadership, then the entire pack would have problems. She could remember how Alaki had been when Matteo had betrayed their mateship: crazed, bloodthirsty. Aeron had better control of herself, it seemed.


Naniko waited for the pack and the couple to assemble, then cleared her throat and began to speak. "We are gathered here today to join two souls in a mateship before the Gods." This could include any gods that the canines before her believed in; she personally did not identify with a belief in any one particular god, but many that ruled the various aspects of her world. Nature, the oceans, the night sky, the sun...They were all controlled by someone, and things happened for a reason. "I sacrifice this creature to honor the work that they do for us in the mortal world, and in the hopes that they will give a blessing of fertility and good fortune to these two canines." She reached for her dagger, taking the lamb by the back of its neck and making a quick slice across its throat. The creature bleated fearfully for a moment before its cry was cut off, blood spraying out from the wound.


She dipped her thumb in this blood, releasing the lamb and her blade to stand straight once more. Jade eyes went to Aeron first, and she smeared a line of blood the other luperci's forehead. She did the same to Charm, then took two bone-charm necklaces and placed one around each of the female's necks. "It is done. I wish you well in the coming years, Aeron and Charm" She said, turning to the rest of the pack. "Now we can celebrate!" The rest of the lamb could be disposed of at a later time, after the festivities were over.


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Aeron

There was a time, when I was young


And love it felt so strong

Now it comes back to me

What's going on?

Its a lot like Romeo and Juliet

Word Count :: 000 Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet.


The demon woman had hoped that this day would be perfect and it was. Charm by her side the pair crossing hot coals to move to the Angela. The white queen was her friend and though she'd hate to admit it even the Angelo Alaki was growing on her. She moved to stand in front of Naniko and she bowed to the woman gazing at Alaki she gave a bow to him. Her respect for the two was far more then she had ever given to anyone.

Aeron listened to Naniko speak and for the first time in a long time she was happy. She looked to charm and smiled yes life was perfect. The lamb was sacrificed and she knew that Charm would be on edge with this. It seemed like Aeron caused the woman nothing but blood. She knew that Charm was not like her but it was Anathema's custom. A necklace placed around her neck she reached out for Charm.

My love friends and family are here and will always protect you. You are my wife and I am yours bound by our love and witnessed by all. she pulled a bracelet off and slipped it over Charms hand and onto her wrist. This is a gift for you to show my love She smiled. Let us celebrate

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He had arrived late to the scene, it seemed, but curiousity had compelled him to see the events going on. Imagine his surprise. Great aunt charm, (his father's aunt that was, Lucifer's sister,) stood there, hand in hand with Aeron. Liam found himself smirking, a kind of laugh from him. It was a soft laugh as to not disturb the solemnity of the moment. He watched the ceremony, wondering if Ayasha regretted not having a ceremony with her family present. What would it have been like if he'd been allowed to join Aniwaya? He honestly didn't know. Did he regret what he had done, to make him loose out on the chance of joining? No. He didn't regret the slaying of his first shadow wolf. He only regretted not being able to complete the killing properly.

Thinking of propriety and ceremony, it looked like some sort of gift was required. As Aeron spoke to Charm, Liam rummaged in his pack. He had a finished hide from a shadow wolf, the tanning process having been finished just days ago. That and some of the deer jerky would be alright, he supposed. Not his special jerky, he was running low on that at the moment.
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Walking over hot coals, and now this? Charm coughed, trying to hold back the tears she had as she watched the white leader show no mercy for the bleating lamb, cutting it neck and then to smear the blood onto her and Aeron’s forehead. Charm pushed a smile onto her face, trying with all her might to play nice and respect the fact that what she believed was right and fair, was not always what others had thought was fair. Charm was not much of a meat eater, she had been looking into other ways for her to get that much needed protein in her diet, and she would try anything just so she didn’t have to touch meat.

She gave Aeron’s had a tight grip, as she dipped her head to the white Angela. She didn’t want to say a word; she did not want to lose that feeling for the moment they were in. The calico smiled softly out at all the member, she could feel the blood coming up into her face...Oh thank god that her cheeks where covered in fur, or the pack would be able to see her blushing. ”Oh Aeron…you already gave me the best gift I could ever wanted, and ever could ask for.” Charm said daringly in front of the whole pack. ”You have given me your love, you know that is all I have ever wanted from you.” Charm spoke as she looked into the golden eyes of her lover.

”Oh…Aeron..I love it!” The Sawtooth smiled, as she scampered over to where they had joined each other, bringing the wrapped gifts to her. ”I cleaned and sharpened your weapons, and made you a new holder. You really should make sure to clean the blood off of them when you’re done using them.” Charm added joking about the blood that seemed to have stained one of her throwing knifes, the one that had found a home not that long ago in her shoulder. It wasn’t meant as a stab or anything mean or hateful, they had worked that out and though it was not meant for her shoulder the Sawtooth know found that topic something to lovingly pick on Aeron about.

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