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[wp] uuman kilausirakti • heart drummer - Ipiktok - January 11, 2025

Group dance for the boys! Observers & other guests welcomed. One post reply. I was thinking this could be a fun way to spin off more meeting threads :) Maybe you see someone you like in the crowd! ~__^

@Vairë @Rodyn (@Raindrop & @Masa for visibility) @Iruna @Rokkur @Luhtar @Yngvi @Ylva @Pangur @Kalyska @Kinusi @Raen @Y'var'la @Hōkūlani @Stærk @Reilly @Cicero Dvořák @Velia


The ceremony of @Callyope’s union to @Solharr among the deep snow was more beautiful, more serene, than any wolf could hope to envision. Acts and words of devotion were accompanied by generous prayers, totems, symbols, and gifts as many pairs of eyes witnessed the bond become forged with @Kukutux’s as the officiant.

However, there was an undertone of bittersweetness perceived by those sat in the Moonglow’s pews. They were sending away a great beauty, the precious blood of Moonwoman and Sunman… of which there was little left.

When their vows concluded, Ipiktok merrily whooped and hooted! Then, the guests began to mingle towards the extravagant feast.

With their bellies full, the crowd became more animated. More jubilant.

Ipiktok began to gather the men together from different tribes. “I will show you the drumming dance of Sunshine men,” he excitedly explained to them in a huddle. He hit his chest with a broad paw. “It will show your strength! Perhaps you may catch another’s eye…” He glanced to where a group of women gossiped and grinned. “We dance together. Like warriors!”

Ipiktok began to rhythmically stamp his feet and chant. At first, he jumped high like a leaping deer. Then controlled rabbit hops followed. The cadence was like a strong heartbeat. Ipiktok hit the snow-packed ground with the strength of a bison and kicked up a spray of white up with each step. First, he turned in place… and then roved in a great circle.

Ipiktok jutted out his chin in a way that said, follow my lead! Every now and then, his gaze searched the crowd to see who watched...

RE: [wp] uuman kilausirakti • heart drummer - Solharr - January 11, 2025

newlywedded husband stood beside callyope, the oxen fur draped over his broad shoulders a reminder of the ceremony they had only just completed. his golden eye swept over the gathering, filled with faces both familiar and new, before returning to his wife with a glimmer of something mischievous.

he shrugged off the heavy fur, letting it fall in a heap behind him, and leaned close to callyope, offering her a sly smirk. we will share our own dance, soon. he murmured, his tone low and teasing, before stepping away.

his attention turned to ipiktok, the man’s rhythmic stamping and chanting drawing him closer. sólhárr’s movements were suave as he approached, his posture commanding but unhurried. he watched carefully, the warrior’s cadence mirrored in the chieftain’s golden eye as he studied the dance.

with a natural ease, sólhárr began to mimic the moves, the jumps and stomps flowing from his powerful frame as though he had known them all his life. his steps were measured at first, but soon his movements grew bolder, more fluid, his confidence building with each beat of the snow beneath his paws.

he followed ipiktok’s lead with a warrior's grace, his presence commanding without overpowering the rhythm of the group. sólhárr let himself become part of the dance, the energy of the men around him fueling his steps, their strength reflected in his own.

every now and then, his gaze flicked back to callyope, a glint of amusement and pride in his eye, as if to say, see what your sun can do?

RE: [wp] uuman kilausirakti • heart drummer - Kalyska - January 12, 2025

kalyska lingered at the edge of the gathering, a quiet observer amidst the vibrant celebration. the deep snow cradled her paws, its chill sharp but grounding, as her hazel eyes flitted over the scene with quiet fascination.  

the ceremony had been unlike anything she had ever known—a union of love and choice, not of obligation. she had watched the exchange of vows with a reverence that stirred something deep within her, something unfamiliar and aching. it was strange to see devotion untainted by politics, unbound by duty to anyone but one another.  

her ears swiveled forward as she leaned subtly closer, curiosity overcoming her usual wariness. this was a celebration of life, of strength, of connection—so far removed from the rigid ceremonies of her past, where unions had been transactions and joy a mere afterthought.  

kalyska’s tail twitched lightly, the smallest ghost of a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. for a moment, she let herself wonder what it might feel like to be in the center of it all—to leap, to chant, to celebrate without restraint.  

but she stayed where she was, her paws rooted in the snow, content for now to be a witness to something so profoundly different, so wondrously free.

RE: [wp] uuman kilausirakti • heart drummer - Treepie - January 12, 2025

Treepie hardly slept the night before, chuckling to herself as she wondered whether she might actually be more excited than the bride and groom! She got out of bed well before daybreak. Too impatient to wait and too unwilling to rouse those who preferred to sleep in to a normal hour, she departed from Moonspear to head toward the venue.

She didn’t intrude on the preparations, checking on them from afar until it was time for the celebration to commence. Pie’s heart leaped as she settled among the gathered crowd, eager to see what a wedding entailed. She could hardly decide where to look and began to feel a little overwhelmed, particularly when she realized she’d failed to bring an offering to lay at her family’s altar.

Then her grandmother’s gentle voice captured her attention. Tiuttuk stared at her familiar face, striped with crimson, finding comfort in Kukutux’s blessings. But she couldn’t quite push her agitation fully from her mind and soon all the excitement of the day began to completely overwhelm her.

The ceremony drew to a close. She knew feasting and fellowship would follow. Treepie had planned to make up for her absence at the fall hunt. But she could barely bring herself to eat and when she tried to distract herself with a dance led by none other than Ipiktok, Pie could not stop looking over her shoulder at Moonspear, yearning for the quiet safety of home.

Finally, she offered some polite excuses and muttered farewells, then departed with prickling eyes and a heavy heart.

RE: [wp] uuman kilausirakti • heart drummer - Arrluk - January 12, 2025

Arrluk jumping into the group like...

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