Jul 31, 2011 20:22:41 GMT -5
Post by Ϻinέrvă on Jul 31, 2011 20:22:41 GMT -5
Aditi's limbs felt stiff and clumsy as she stretched. She had spent the night at the base of Hagen Mesa, wanting to arrive at the top in time for the sunrise. Her parents believed that sunrise was the best time to ask Eperna for anything, as the sun goddess would feel fresh and be more approachable. Aditi was unsure if this superstition had any bearing--her parents weren't quite the fountains of truth she once thought them--but she felt compelled to follow the tradition in honor of her family.
This would be her first time here alone, and only her second time at the festival. Her legs shook in the cool pre-dawn air, betraying her nerves. To offend the goddess, or any of the wolven deities, was a serious offense. Aditi dissected her memory of her first offering, trying to dig up any necessary incantations or actions. At six months, she had been young enough for her parents to present an offering on her behalf, so her attention had often wandered. She could recall an invocation of Eperna's name and a request, but not much else.
She turned to a patch of ground next to where she had slept, the soft mound of dirt marking it as tomb of some object. Cream paws worked at the soil, sending great sprays of dirt out between her legs. Soon she had unearthed her offering: a small turtle shell, complete with a turtle inside. The creature was dead of course, a feat that required a great deal of Aditi's meager patience. She had crouched as still as she could next to the shell, then snapped the creature's neck when it finally poked it's strange head out. Aditi examined her gift, wonder whether or not to eat the animal inside before giving the shell to Eperna. No, she decided, feeling that the goddess would enjoy the meat before she used the shell to decorate her golden palace.
Awkwardly clamping her jaws on the tapered edge of the shell, Aditi began the trek up Hagen Mesa. By the time she reached the highest point, copious amounts of drool were dripping from her lips. The thin band of gold on the horizon told her she had timed her journey just right. Soon, Eperna would rise and bring her radiant light to the world.
Aditi could not help but feel a sense of awe at the sight of the sunrise. The multicolored sky provided the perfect frame for the sun, a brilliant sphere of light to bright to gaze upon. The point of Hagen Mesa was the first bit of land to be illuminated, the green grass turned golden. Laying her offering in the light, Aditi raised her snout to the warm rays.
"Eperna, Queen of the Summer, please accept my offering." Aditi spoke to the empty air, feeling a bit silly. The threat of the goddess' wrath propelled her through the rest of the ceremony. "I give you this shell in hopes that you will give me safety and protection. And for my family . . ." her voice died as a lump rose in her throat. After a moment she continued. "And for my family I ask for the same protection." Wherever they are, she thought sadly.
The she-wolf lowered her muzzle and sighed. She had used a much grander tone than she usually had, which she had at first thought very fitting. Now, she wondered if it sounded pretentious. She wondered if Eperna even cared.
With nothing else to do, Aditi watched as the sun rose, listening to the birds welcome the goddess back from her slumber.