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

i'm surprised, wintersbane admits to @Derg in regards to the amount of wolves gathered. there are a lot more than he'd anticipated seeing and more that he knew besides that — though that surprises him less because the chances of wintersbane going through his whole life avoiding ( some of them ) forever seemed unlikely. his gaze skims over charon, gannet and amekaze and to the woman who speaks up. he assumes that she is the one responsible for this gathering, paying only part attention as he looks to his crew and then to the stranger who makes her way towards derg and himself. his chin lifts upon her approach but before she can actually complete it she changes her course. for wintersbane, her change of mind is enough but derg heads on after her with a look back.

wintersbane looks to @Faeryn and @Keen then, figuring that they were safer in numbers. to say he has any idea what to do at a fertility festival was an understatement. he thought it'd be a good idea to be neighborly and to sate his own curiosity and now that he was here he's at a loss. he doesn't necessarily wish to be blessed — he doesn't know for sure but he's fairly certain he's plenty fertile on his own. i know quite a few. he responds to faeryn's question a bit late. from his past, from his recruitment drives.

the woman that had uttered the blessing had mentioned taking a seed and planting it — and though wintersbane doesn't really think the teekon wilds needs him to be blessed by any sort of fertility god he strides towards the place of seeds and plucks one all the same, searching for a spot to bury it. it felt rude to not participate in at least that.