Caesar nodded. "If you are allowing us to join you in the march to honor your departed, we will bring food we ourselves hunted just for them. Nothing we will eat of it. Instead, we will bury it in a place of your choice so that through the earth and its creatures your spirits can consume it. At the first fool moon, we will sing for them. Will that be acceptable for you?"xhunterko wrote:The captain lifted his hood to reveal a calm, strong face littered with many scars. A half chewed left ear, a scar starting at the right of his neck, going down his back, and, if one looked closely, along his left arm. He bowed before both, then got up.
"Thank you for this privacy," he said, "My name is Larenguard Ilchiz. Left Arm Captain. I have been sent as a fact finding mission. Granted our meeting was a rocky start. However, we have been given concerns that warrant secrecy of information for now. First, I must impart some news. The Chieftain and his wife are expecting. As such, celebrations will be performed. However, the chief has made concerns that our people have grown too easy, and forgetful. So he has ordered a Mourn March. A remembrance of the dead and fallen. Because you are now family, but not panda, you are not required to attend. However, we must invite you."
"I can not do that myself. This is a state affair. We will send a diplomat to invite the pack as a whole," he said, "We do not wish to make any mistakes. Are there any protocols that you would like us to observe concerning this?"
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The ferret almost purred at his touch. "I say that it's a finest idea. Val and Bel are my family, wouldn't have them anywhere else." Then she kissed him on the nose tip.xhunterko wrote:Mitch simply stood there for a moment. Blinking. Before taking the towel, shrugging.
"Well, at least he's clean," Mitch said, drying Rikki off first, "Oh, love. Um. I've taken the liberty of first inviting Bel and Val if they wanted to double up on the wedding. I thought you might like the idea. What do you think?"
"Daww, I like so much weddings. I mean, I read them only in books, saw illustrations...but it must be something so heartwarming! With the pandas, will it be like when we met the first time, Val? That was--" The wolfdog's organic paw closed around his snout.
"TMI, love. And no, it won't be like *our* first encounter. But I'm sure it will be fabulous as you think. Right, my Prince?"
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"Will do!" Lucilla said, carrying him to their destination. "No one can organize a den like I do! What's a 'poster'?"Hlaoroo wrote:Scotty smiles. "That would be cool!" he writes before pausing. "Say, think you guys could help me get my room set up, please? I can't really organise the furniture or posters myself..."