Well now.
He wasn't sure what he had expected the answer to be, though he'd felt quite certain
Ianthe's earlier intentions had been only for causing trouble. The truth was strangely far more poetic than he'd thought creatures of such
uncivilized savagery capable of.
He made no remark of it, all too intent on staying in Sorelia's good graces, but instead nodded his head to her in understanding and thanks then turned back to Sevir who awaited his chance to parade his latest work out amongst the clan. The cheers of excitement and awe were soon to follow. The touching and fondling of his fresh ink did, too.
There was no escaping the attention or the celebration that roared on for hours in his name.
Saang partook in drinking and feasting and socializing, getting to know many other members of his newest family and discovering aspects of the
kelpie culture he would not have ever dreamt of. Sevir, despite his earlier discontentment with the idea of Saang taking on membership of multiple clans, soon fell into drunken boastful pride of being the first to mark the
Flame of the Northern Sea. He stuck curiously near Saang's side for the majority of the
event, introducing him to other warriors of the clan and shooing away young and hopeful mares.
It was endearing to the fire-haired Commander.
Hours passed, and few where Saang's thoughts did not linger on Ianthe. He tried multiple times to sneak away but was found quickly enough by others. When finally things began to die down under the rise of the inclement storm he'd felt coming earlier in the day, he paused to take in the growing piles of wreaths at his tent before he pushed in through the tent flaps coated in snow. The aroma of Sorelia's pipe smoke, the evening's campfire and feast, and the salt of the clan lingered upon him. He'd managed to convince some young kelpies to help him harvest sea kelp and fresh water, claiming it to be for his own needs for
too much wine remedy so they would not ask any questions.
There he settled down upon the pelts by Ianthe, setting water and kelp aside, and leaned to check on her.
"You need to drink," he said to her in a low tone now hoarse from all the talking and drinking he'd done.