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He was glad when she seemed receptive to his family's traditions — their family, now. Usually, the animal would be one that the couple hunted together, but in deference to the traditions of the moon wolves, Valiant thought he ought to do it as a gesture from husband to wife.

"As soon as I get the pelt done," he laughed, pleased that she seemed so eager. He was eager, too, but if they did not put effort into these tasks, then what sort of gravity could they really have? He wanted this wedding to mean something. He wanted this marriage celebrated.

Valiant pushed his nose against her cheek, not quite sure yet how to display his affection.

"Will you help prepare it?" he asked her. And then, with a more thoughtful expression: "'haps there's somethin' we can all do together to prepare."

But what, he couldn't be sure.