While it hadn’t necessarily been the mountain queen’s intention to arrive fashionably late to the party, she couldn’t say that she minded sashaying in with such a large group already gathered to watch. It was a side effect of having spent all afternoon meticulously grooming every inch of her luscious fur so that it lay just so, pulling any exasperating knots from her lengthy tail, even going so far to collect wildflowers from the meadows. Crushing them into a fine oil she worked it through her dark fur so that it shone like still water while also giving her a hint of their delicious scent. It was a trick she had worked out long ago when her pride and vanity had been much more forward standing in her personality, and while she had learnt to tame her narcissism somewhat it still lingered especially in the case of such a large social gathering. A queen deserved to look her best on such occasions.

Her dark eyes roamed the surprisingly large gathering as she entered, happy to see that so many of Spirane’s wolves had chosen to attend as well. It was a good sign, to show that despite the darkness and anger that had clouded the land they could all still meet peaceably. Her regal dial nodded to those she recognized in quiet greeting, her small paws delicately padding through the crowd with practiced ease until she found a quiet corner in which to situate herself. From here she had view of the festivities, what was apparently an area for dancing which both intrigued and scared her, and could hear the beautiful voice of her uncle Taliesin who she hoped to speak with later. It was good to see a piece of her family again, the warmth of his voice that filled the festive air balm to a wound that had been aching in her chest as of late.

She wouldn’t like to admit it but the mountain had turned into a lonely place for her, her brothers preoccupied with one another, her mother still healing and her sister consumed with her well-being. It was not what she had expected but she was learning to deal at least. Still, as her moon rimmed eyes swept the gathering once more they landed on a set of bright blue ones that she recognized immediately. So he had come after all? When she had invited him by the river side she wasn’t sure, the Ame of her youth was so shy and hesitant but the confident wolf she saw now reminded her that she was not the only one who could change over time. “Ame!” Her delicate voice called out to him, not too loud to attract the attention of the whole gathering, but hopefully enough to catch his attention at least. She wasn’t sure why her stomach suddenly seemed filled with butterflies as he looked her way but she didn’t hate the feeling.