King Elk Forest Wintertide Jubilee, the first.

it is the first festival!
this is a MANDATORY event
@Cenric, @Odessa @Calhoun, @Germanicus, @Ravinger, @Sacnite, @Cynefrid, @Chad, @Aéthie Déorwinene, @Kiyoshi
the next posting will be on December 5th, or if everyone posts!
no post order.

The forest that Kingslend laid claim was barren. While the pines still held fresh, the oaks that aligned around were now barren, and even what was thought to be willows were simply but dead, as they bundled for the winter that was ahead. Seemingly dead but only in looks, as they all hibernated. She too would desire the thoughts to sleep away from the cold season, but alas wolves were not made for such treatments, and as a King as well, she had a duty to prepare for her people.

Living within Exalted Grotto, Célnes sought the comfort of any who would join the pack's denning area, as the colder it grew, the more everyone sought for warmth. Her pelt now plushed from the winter coat, but alas she still desired for more. She had missed the sanctuary of fall, for it was simply the best mixture of not too hot, or not too gold..

And now Jack Frost, was paying a visit.

When her deer-touched rose outside of the grotto, and she stretched for the morning sun, Célnes could not help but feel the slight tingle of a small frosty feeling upon her nose. A phoenix gaze looking above to the gray sky, as the small white particles lathered to the world.. It was snowing.

And so was the day the Wintertide Jubilee was to begin.

A warm smile to the frost King, as she picked up the pace with her long elegant legs to the Kings Crossing. Her voice howled to all that could here, for it was a day of celebration! Urgency and with need, but a tint of excitement as she sung a song to any and all who would hear.

Her mind drifted toward the White Elk that ran through the forest.. Today, was a day of celebration.