Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 26, 2008 20:56:29 GMT -5
The mysteriously silver-white femme beckoned Sparkling Ember forward with a flick of her tail. Ember smiled knowingly, copper eyes filled with the wisdom that came with her age. "I'm ready, Mist," she rasped, beauty still apparent despite her new standing.
Mist smiled at her friend sadly. They'd been through so much together...and they still would journey much more at each other's sides, but Mist knew Ember was moving on to a phase Mist would never take...Ember, in a way, was taking a new path that Mist couldn't follow.
"Before you stands a wolf who has given her pack so much. She was a loyal and responsible wolf since her first days as a neophyte. She was a wolf of prophecy and aided our pack through the days of Bloodsbane and Death. She continued to be a warrior of stunning skills and abilities. Sparkling Ember has been a remarkable addition to this pack, and words are not enough to thank her for all she has done. However, as her age climbs higher, her days of service have come to a close. As alphess of the Sheerans, I grant her the gift of rest and relaxation. May she live out the rest of her days as a senior of this pack, respected and highly regarded," Mist pronounced, bending to touch her nose to Ember's.
Mist smiled at her friend sadly. They'd been through so much together...and they still would journey much more at each other's sides, but Mist knew Ember was moving on to a phase Mist would never take...Ember, in a way, was taking a new path that Mist couldn't follow.
"Before you stands a wolf who has given her pack so much. She was a loyal and responsible wolf since her first days as a neophyte. She was a wolf of prophecy and aided our pack through the days of Bloodsbane and Death. She continued to be a warrior of stunning skills and abilities. Sparkling Ember has been a remarkable addition to this pack, and words are not enough to thank her for all she has done. However, as her age climbs higher, her days of service have come to a close. As alphess of the Sheerans, I grant her the gift of rest and relaxation. May she live out the rest of her days as a senior of this pack, respected and highly regarded," Mist pronounced, bending to touch her nose to Ember's.
