Moonspear as you were

coming of age activity for @Treepie!

@Alaric @Killdeer @Amalia @Catamaran @Seastorm @Hakumele @Zyraena

She gathered the four corners of the old, worn skin together, forming the makeshift pouch she had been carrying for most of her life. In years past, this would have been an exciting time. She would have been thinking of children, of lovers, of the coming warmth of spring. This year, she didn't have the same pep in her step. Argent and Elentari were gone. Tiuttuk was her only remaining child here. It was difficult to compare this year to last, if she was being honest with herself.

Still, she wanted to mark her youngest daughter's journey into adulthood, even if it was belated. So she called the village together, the sound of her sweet howl bringing all those who lived here to one central location. Here, she would give Treepie a special gift: a reading of what was to come. It was not so much that the bones could tell the future, but they could provide insight into how one might observe the world. They could guide one to the questions they might want to ask themselves—and perhaps even others—at a fork in the road.

With the bones gently laid upon the ground, she waited for the others to arrive for this special occasion.

It broke his heart that his daughter was not here for her coming of age. Nor his son. But he hoped that tehy were growing well. That they were finding peace and happiness and all of the above. He tilted his head and followed teh song of Sialuk to stand near.

He blinked and smiled and then he waited.

Tiki followed the sound and settled near teh back. Watching her friend and half sister in her coming of age ceremony. Wondering perhaps if she would have one as well. But she had been gone for a few days. She had found ehr adventurous spirit had not allowed her a moment of peace. And thus she had traveled from teh borders and did not come home right away. A small smile and wide eyes she waited and watched. 

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Amalia was vibrating with barely concealed excitement. Something to do as a pack, how lovely and for the packs youth at that. It made her happy. She wanted to yip in excitement. But she tried to hold herself accountable and quietly. She was being as respectfully excited as she could.

But she couldn't quite hide the snap of her green eyes or the smile that lit up her face.

Her recent bout of depression put a damper on this ceremonial day, though Tiuttuk marshaled herself for her mother’s sake. Stifling a sigh at the sound of Sialuk’s howl, she trudged to heed the call. The sight of anaa’s face, as well as the others gathered there to celebrate, perked up her spirits a little. She managed a small smile.

Wordlessly, she padded closer to the High Sage, yellow eyes sweeping over the items at her feet. Treepie drew in a deep breath as she settled onto her haunches, tail wrapping around her hip so that its tip rested primly on her toes. She realized she had settled naturally into a slouch and sat up straighter, stiffening her spine—and her upper lip.

The coming of age! Killdeer had never had such a ceremony for himself, and he rejoiced that his children would experience it.

He came upon the scene, tail wagging, and gave a respectful nod to Sialuk and Alaric, then a nuzzle-noogie upon the crowns of Treepie's and Tiki's heads, drawing them into a warm embrace if they'd allow.

Finally, he settled beside Amalia, and his tail wrapped 'round hers, his gaze warm upon her excited countenance.

Would it be their children here, one day? Sooner rather than later, he hoped.