WILLA’S POV
The celebration feast that followed right after the Ascension Rite came in full swing. It didn’t take long for tables of food to arrive in the Glass Dome, while bottles, decanters, and barrels of drinks kept rolling in.
The golden bowl of blessed water was emptied by older children, clinging to the myth that the more a pup under the age ten drank it, the stronger they would grow up to be.
Of course, that was just a tale that hadn’t been proven true at all. That wasn’t to say I didn’t do the same when I was at their age, though.
So really, the sight of it managed to pull a smile on my lips.
Cheerful chatter buzzed from every inch of the dome, but I only stayed long enough to exchange pleasantries and small talks with several members of our large pack.
After a while, I subt
