Blackfeather Woods For the night is dark and full of stories

@Burke @Morgana @Crescendo @Kadence @Ohen @Lusa @Twist @Sabrina @Grimnir @Cicero @Damien This pack activity is not mandatory and no repercussions will be issued if you do not join! Meldresi is calling for a small pack festival where they will feast, share stories, and overall have a good time. Every pack member who does join has to bring food for everyone to share. This will take place in Wispmother's Grotto and will be forward dated to March 20th (the new moon and the first day of spring! (where I live it's supposed to snow that day. Lovely)) The first round will end on Sunday, March 22nd.

The pack had not gathered together in a long time. She sensed the disconnect between them, and worried at the tension. Such a thing could destroy everything she built, everything she loved. The Dark Priestess could not let that come to fruition. So she called for a celebration, a festival of sorts: for the first new moon of spring had arrived; it was the spring equinox.

Meldresi sat perched on a log in the silent Wispmother's Grotto. Her dark blue eyes flitted upwards as she followed the path of one of the trademark wisps floating delicately in the air. She wondered if they would stay to watched the pack gather, or if they would float away and disappear. They were interesting things, dancing in the air, appearing from nowhere, then disappearing without a trace. Meldresi wondered if they were real creatures at all, but spirits instead.

But she had little time to speculate on the wisps. The priestess tipped her head back and howled, commanding her wolves to join her, and to bring food. She hoped it would be a long, boisterous, fun night.