[Declan]
I got into my ceremonial wear which consisted of a ash coloured shirt with a high neck, and reaching my knees. It had a slit at both sides. A black trouser was under it that matched the black stetson hat which now laid on my dresser, waiting to be picked up.
I felt nervous, and even though I told myself otherwise, I knew just why I was nervous.
"You've advanced with your men to battle with warriors of other packs who are just as strong as you without breaking into a sweat. This is not some bloody warfare, so why are you nervous now?" I said to the reflection in the mirror.
In a few hours, the pack's mating ceremony would commence, and God, I was nervous. For months, since Avira arrived at the pack, I had dreamed, imagined and fantasized about this day, seen myself as Avira's mate, and so looked forward to this day with so much impatience.
