Hushed Willows a swell of smoke arose and filled the air [festival]

With time, more came, mingling and conversing and dancing along without a care—and back-dropped with these willowed woods, it made it a sight to behold to the withdrawn mountain alpha. Still, through it all, there were no places here she was comfier than at Charon's side.. so she remained, and hawkishly took in the festivities from there. She tried to envision relaxing, enjoying, but her tension remained steadfast and strong.

When it was prepared for them, the melodic blessing was a welcome place to lend her focus as they settled in to listen, and receive. As per her usual, she was quiet about this, leaving little to show for it. She was always going to be one left to wonder, and although she did not find herself caught up in full, Ame nudged a small, fond nip against his shoulder as she neatly tucked in close to Charon. She hadn't missed his pointed looks, and although she had nothing to say for herself because of it, she only moved when she hoped he would join her in placing a seed in the garden for themselves.