~Azaria~
As the shaman from the Blue Moon pack arrived, the atmosphere seemed to shift, carrying with it a sense of ancient wisdom and solemnity. Brandon and the visiting shaman, both draped in ceremonial robes adorned with intricate symbols, exchanged a nod of acknowledgment before beginning the ritual. Their voices rose and fell in a melodic cadence, weaving together a tapestry of ancient words and mystic energies that seemed to ripple through the room.
Amy and Kellen watched with awe and reverence, their eyes fixed on their newborn twins, cradled in their arms. "It's beautiful," Amy whispered, her voice barely above a breath, as she leaned into Kellen's embrace.
Kellen's gaze was tender as he met Amy's eyes. "Yes, it is," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of pride and wonder. "Our children are blessed to receive such a powerful welcome into our pack."
