The last Pict in a den of wolves

Uninvited guests part one

Blair was out hunting in the early morning misty forest looking for game that would surely return to the forest with the fast approaching spring. She rode her black stallion of five-summers North-Star

" Blair you have caught enough game by yourself to feed the village till the bigger game returns with the melting of the ice" her best friend Oidhche speaks from his horse " and surely with the game I have caught as well the village will last till the melt" he reasons with her.
" I know I just want to make sure plus I'm in no rush to get back to the village mother is going to put me in a dress for the ceremony" she tells with venom dripping from the word dress. Oidhche gets off his horse to refill his deer skin with water she fills her own as well till she is pushed over by Oidhche.
" Oidh" she whines out his little pet name
" yes Blair" he asks sarcastically
" why did you push me?" She asks
" tonight you become a woman no more games might as well make the most of it" he splashes her with water. She pulls him in by the nape of his neck. They wrestle in the shallow waters till oidhche pins her
"Come we must leave now before your mother has a fit over us being late and you being late for your own ceremony" he jests " fine let us go" they pull themselves up in to the saddles and ride back to the village.

Waiting at the gates was her mother
" you are late by almost and hour let's hurry up and get you cleaned and dressed oidhche I expected you to bring her back on time not late boy go clean yourself up" she instructs the both of them like little children. In the house Blair is scrubbed down by her mother

She is dressed in a flowing silk skirt and jewel crested chest. Her blonde hair being washed and combed out then braided into traditional ceremonial braids is is ready to have the time of her life
She enters the great hall of her forefathers, her fathers men drink and laugh the women sit by her mother and talk the children and young teens talk and play among themselves. The boys her age and a little older ( 19-22)
{ starts music}
watch as she seemingly floats among the crowed dancers dance to the beat of the drum then all falls quiet before her dance begins
She weaves her way around the boys seductivly she twirls around in the centre skipping and jumping the boys follow her but the first to reach her is Oidhche he dances with her holding her close he twirls her as she flips over his back and the other boy form a circle twirling around them they hop and skip their legs up into the air. She twirls in between boys as they each twirl her around to the next partner as Oidhche stands in the middle trying to follow her seductive figure then she jumps at him he catches her as she flips over down over his shoulders.
Oidhche bends her back with his arm, she spins around him. He picks her up as they do aural acrobats the boys do flips and jumps around the hall as Blair and Oidhche dance together in the middle till the end they each are pressed against each other's chest.

After her dance she smiles up at Oidhche
" you dance well hunter" he tells her " your not so bad yourself Douglas" she teases before walking away to her fathers table taking his ale and downing it. "You dance well daughter" her father compliments her " you did very well tonight Blair and the Douglas boy kept well with you" her mother speaks her mind once again.

The celebration rages on men drunk but not drunk enough to dull their minds. Blair dances with the other dancers with a pair of eyes always watching her 'his' eyes to be exact he loved the way she moved he loved it all and he was going to tell her that tonight the night she became a women were he could take her away without being questioned and bed her like they had planed. Yes that's right they planed this night together we're they would share more then drink and food but each other.

But sadly that would never happen