S1 CH.1: Banquet
It is a clear spring day on the emerald green lands of Ireland at a castle. Many Fox clans argue back and forth about the humans disappearances. While worrying about this, they meet with people that are a bit odd in dress and powers. These people call themselves “Asgardians.” The Asgardians explain what is happening to the humans.
Realizing another alien race is taking them, the two races team up to take down the blue aliens. Fending them off, they send the blue aliens packing to the deeps of space.
The two species become allies and to honor the treaty they have an annual banquet at Asgard, these odd beings home. As the fourteen main families arrive they are amazed by the splendor of what is in front of them.
“Welcome all! May we be allies until the end of days!” a beautiful blond woman announces with a bell like voice from a throne.
One by one the families give there greetings and say what land they are from. Eventually the Ireland family steps forth.
“Thank you for having us King Odin and Queen Frigga.” A curly orange haired fox bows as his wife curtsies beside him. “I am James Saor. And this is my wife Samantha.” He motions to the wavy peach haired and tailed woman beside him.
“It is an honor.” Samantha curtsies with her yellow eyes glittering with delight at all around her.
“It is our honor to have you here.” Odin gives a small head bow.
“And who is this?” Frigga spots the shy peach haired child behind her mother’s skirt.
“This is Kit. Our daughter.” Samantha gently nudges the amber eyed child in front of her.
“Kit, what do you say?” James stares lovingly at her with his orange eyes.
“T-thank you f-for having us.” Kit stammers as she curtsies with violets tied in her pigtail braids.
“You look to be about the age of our youngest.” Frigga smiles down at the precious little girl.
“Indeed.” Odin nods. “Thor, Loki! Come over here to meet our guests.” Odin calls over at two young men.
The princes walk over. The older brother has a commanding presence with golden locks and deep blue eyes. The black haired younger brother seems to be a bit timid, yet his emerald green eyes seem to pull Kit in.
“Greetings. I am Thor.” The blond boy bows.
“I… am Loki.” The slightly shy boy bows.
“I… am Kit.” Kit curtsies to them.
“Why don’t you young ones run off and play?” Frigga motions to the magnificent garden nearby.
“Alright.” They nod then head off.
Spotting his friends Thor abandons the two timid kids. They glance at one another from time to time, unsure what to say.
As the party continues dancing begins, most are couples or soon to be lovers. Seeing Kit’s eyes widen with delight at the music Loki decides to do something brave. Taking a deep breathe he hops down from his seat and stands in front of her.
“W-would you l-like to d-dance?” Loki flushes as he bows with his hand out stretched.
“Y-yes.” Kit turns a small shade of red as she takes his hand.
The two kids try to copy the dances to the best of their ability. Yet they seem to end up stepping on each other’s toes. Deciding it is best to make up their own, they begin to enjoy themselves more.
Laughing as they twirl around and make up their little dance, they fail to notice others beginning to watch the new moves. Their parents simply smile at this.
As the day slips into night, the party begins to wind down. Lovers sneak off for… quality time. The foxes begin to leave with their sleepy children.
“Kit? Kit where did you run off too?” James tail twitches as he searches for her.
“Where could she have gone?” Samantha’s ears pin down worried about her.
“I know.” Frigga smiles as she motions for them to follow her.
They go down long dimly lit halls. Coming to a room, they pear in to see the sweetest scene, to this day cannot be topped. Loki and Kit are snuggled on a large bed with a book of myths in between them.
“We can’t move her. Can we?” James whispers with a soft smile.
“I can’t see how.” Samantha shakes her head slightly, wishing there was a way to capture this moment.
“She can stay for the night. If that is alright with you that is.” Frigga whispers glancing at the Saors’.
“That would be wonderful. Thank you.” James bows gratefully.
Sneaking out, as to not wake them, they turn back to see Kit nuzzle his shoulder as she turns slightly in her sleep. Loki’s head rubs against hers’ as he readjust in his sleep.
