Moving gracefully her paw fully healed from the burr she encountered by the sea pack. The sun still hid beyond the horizon and the stars still hummed leaving a deep content feeling in her bones. Mara had taken the time to gather flowers too and fro never gathering too many from one place, as not to disturb the beautiful scenery. There was a large array of flowers and colors to choose from and she knew the event would be later in the day but she had a lot left to prepare. So she carefully sorted the piles of various wildflowers and colors. She couldn’t be attentive to everyone but she had sorted the colors she thought may suit her mother and sister even lady Zelda.

Looking over her prizes thoughtfully she could help but debate which colors would suit whom the best since she wasn’t actually sure about anyone's color or flower preferences aside from her own. She settled on various light and dark blues for Lady Zelda; A warm red-orange for her mother that resembled her sunset pattering, with a sole larger one to put into her fathers chest fur to match mothers. A striking red for her sister seemed almost too fitting and couldn’t resist though perhaps she may not be into the idea of flowers she refused to leave Warpaint out of these affairs. Mara had even chosen lavender to suit herself. After gathering, meditating, and much deliberation Mara Sov had begun her tedious work.

The sun now rose in the east, it was good she had taken the time to sleep early enough the night before, as nothing ever seemed quite finished. Her jaws and neck were slightly sore and her teeth bared in frustration. All of her frustrations soon was overtaken with pride. Weaved delicately and intricately before her laid a blue flower crown and lei to match for lady Zelda. A red-orange lei for her mother and bold flower to match for her father. For her sister, she couldn’t resist making a striking red lei to match her bold fur, and for herself a small lavender one. Her work was tiresome and left her jaws and muscles aching slightly and decided perhaps she should give time for everyone to wake up, leaving her to settle in and rest peacefully under the cloak of the rising sun.

Feeling a little more rejuvenated the sun took its place proudly governing the day even though it was still on the rise it seemed to grace her well. A soft song issued from a now standing Mara Sov. She would first present her gift to Lady Zelda. A show of gratitude for helping and supporting her in this process. Mara overlooked the crown and multiple leis, perhaps they weren't stunning but she felt they were fairly pleasant for something she used her teeth for. She had hardly scared a single flower which pleased her even more. The scent was pleasant and hopefully not too offensive, and the bees seemed content with the rest of the meadow they had a low chance of getting chased by one still, she couldn’t help but hope her family and Lady Zelda would be pleased by them.