07-17-2013, 04:47 PM
When it is time for the Cliaths to speak, Avery takes the bone from the Truthcatcher and, upon taking the center of the gathering, turns to the members of Celduin.
"I must offer the garou of the pack Celduin my contrition, though I do not know the ritual to give it formally. Some weeks ago, a kinsman and I were stalked and ambushed by men who traded the true nature of their spirits for the Wyrm's corruption. The deeds that night of Echoes the Lost, Cinder Song, and Law in War are best suited for the singing of songs and telling of tales to come hereafter, but of my own, I only ask that these gathered septs witness my apology."
Avery, hair hair down and loose and straight tonight, hanging over the black yoga jacket that is dedicated for nights like this, inclines her head toward the three of them. "I am sorry, Celduin, for when you came to my aid and the aid of my friend, I fought alongside you only at first. I allowed my rage, and not my will, to guide me halfway through the battle and abandoned the field we were sharing to attack other assailants on my own. It was mindless. It was foolhardy. It dishonored the help you gave so freely and disrespected the bonds that we form in combat.
"And I was ashamed," she tells them, her eyes catching what light comes down from the moon to fill them with color. "If you forgive that error, the shame will be lifted, but my debt of gratitude and honor will not. You may call on me if you have need, and I will answer."
When Jack returns for the bone, she sets it in his hands as though it is far more delicate than it is, then returns to her place.
"I must offer the garou of the pack Celduin my contrition, though I do not know the ritual to give it formally. Some weeks ago, a kinsman and I were stalked and ambushed by men who traded the true nature of their spirits for the Wyrm's corruption. The deeds that night of Echoes the Lost, Cinder Song, and Law in War are best suited for the singing of songs and telling of tales to come hereafter, but of my own, I only ask that these gathered septs witness my apology."
Avery, hair hair down and loose and straight tonight, hanging over the black yoga jacket that is dedicated for nights like this, inclines her head toward the three of them. "I am sorry, Celduin, for when you came to my aid and the aid of my friend, I fought alongside you only at first. I allowed my rage, and not my will, to guide me halfway through the battle and abandoned the field we were sharing to attack other assailants on my own. It was mindless. It was foolhardy. It dishonored the help you gave so freely and disrespected the bonds that we form in combat.
"And I was ashamed," she tells them, her eyes catching what light comes down from the moon to fill them with color. "If you forgive that error, the shame will be lifted, but my debt of gratitude and honor will not. You may call on me if you have need, and I will answer."
When Jack returns for the bone, she sets it in his hands as though it is far more delicate than it is, then returns to her place.
my whole life is thunder.