Horcrux wrote:
Luna had seen Carl around her grandmas house a lot when she was younger and then again when she had returned to the neighbourhood but the pair had spent barely any time together since she started dating his son. Probably because he blamed her for him getting exiled from their previous tribe but things had worked out so well here, in Dymitrius tribe. "I know a few.. one that's around 180 but she might be a little out of his age range." she joked. Witches were odd like that, if they mastered a certain type of magic they could live very long lives though many aged very poorly. "Hopefully sooner rather than later, especially if it's before Christmas because that would be adorable!" she said with a bright smile. Leaning into the warmth of Dymitrius bare chest she looked up at him and gave him a knowing smile, pressing a kiss to his jawline, "You just missed a very riveting conversation," she teased which earned her a nudge from Gabbie, "one which I can't repeat." she added.
Connor knew that his brother wasn't wrong about that, Gabbie's eyes had found almost every single male that was here which was.. a lot. The tribe was large and almost everyone was attending the party since it was Halloween and a full moon, there was no better time for one. "I should have brought a leash," he had joked with his brother. "That would have been rather amusing," he chuckled, pulling the cord of his wings so that they expanded, "Instead I am just gracing everyone with my ethereal presence." He ran his fingers through his hair and posed as if he was some sort of greek god before laughing at himself, "I don't understand how you can wear white with so much confidence though Gabs, I'm about two seconds from either spilling my drink or stepping in mud and these trousers," he said as he pinched the material and waved it about in his hands, "will most certainly be ruined by the end of the night."