Despite her best efforts, Noctis seemed entirely uninterested in the party. Luxa simply rolled her eyes as he slogged along on their way to Spirane, unwilling to let his sour mood deter her. She had chosen a safe spot nestled between Spirane, Diveen, and Taviora, although members of all packs were welcome she hadn't wanted to cause any issues. She was anything but a stupid girl, and knew that trouble was brewing. Her father seemed to be making no attempts to temper the flame before it blazed out of control, and so Luxa assumed that she should focus her attention on other things. Let the leaves fall where they may, and all that.

Nevertheless, they arrived quickly enough, and Luxa gave her brother a hearty nudge with her nose. His tones, as per usual, were apathetic, and since she actually wanted others to come to this party, she lifted her muzzle and joined him in song. Her voice was commanding but sensitive, feminine, but not demure. It was a beautiful howl to match her burgeoningly beautiful bodice. "Don't be too excited, Noct." Luxa rolled her eyes again, placing herself next to him, sitting properly with her tail curled around her paws. She cared deeply for her brother, and they had quite the special bond, and so she knew the shadowy boy liked to stay where he blended in. Curiously enough, they were two halves, light and dark, excitable and apathetic, leader and... follower. She tilted her head. There was a negative connotation to the word, naturally, but for some reason it seemed to fit him and it made him stronger.

Luxa pressed against her littermate, her nervous, fluttering heart seeming to stabilize. Even if they met their imprints today she knew that their bond would never fade. But as the other two-year olds began to gather, she found herself looking for a certain one- the stranger that she had met seasons ago in Diveen. They wouldn't be soulbonded, she knew it, but there was an... electricity between them all the same. She tried to push it from her mind though, ignore her stomach and its somersaults. She cleared her throat, and stood, though her smaller frame still remained largely up against Noctis.

"Welcome, friends!" She greeted cheerily after a majority had gathered. "Today is a special day! It's the day where, um, a lot of you will find your imprints. It's a tradition that I, Luxa, and my brother, Noctis, are happy to uphold." Her tail waved in the air behind her. "Good luck, everybody, and remember... there ARE adults! Somewhere! And if you start a fight, they will grab you by the ear and drag you away and then you won't get to have any more fun." She smiled sheepishly and sat down once more, hoping that her... warning would deter any violence.