Thread: Among the Elves (GoldenGateSon x Wingshadow)

Steven listened intently and with fascination as Arielle explained to him the wondrous magic that had been performed moments ago. Well, to her and the other elves it may have been one of the most mundane forms of magic, but to a mere human such as Steven, it may as well have been a display of fantastic sorcery. When she even added that she offered him closeness and affection, it made the young boys heartbeat skip. His eyes actually began to well with tears again, those this time, they were tears of joy, not sadness. To think that mere days ago he had been alone in this world, Steen was relieved and overjoyed to now have someone call him family and take him in. He wiped at his eyes with his free hand, so as not to embarrass himself in front of his long lost aunt. As he did so, he also listened to her explanation of her peoples history, or rather, his peoples history, since he was indeed half elven. He was ready, even eager, to see what his new home would be like, but he didnt move to enter it since Arielle hadnt. When she instead turned to him and told him of this ceremony, the young boy was understandably confused and curious. Before he could even ask further, he looked down at his dirty, tattered clothing when Arielle further explained that he would need to shed his unnatural clothes. Steven shouldnt have been surprised, after all, given that all the elves he had seen so far went without garments as well. He was hesitant of course, but after a bit of thinking, it would be a small price to pay if it meant that he would finally have a family and a place to call home again. As he looked back up, he saw that Arielle was already walking into the tree, and so Steven followed after her. He didnt have much time to examine the door, though he did get a glance as he passed by it as he walked into the large, single room that made up his new home. It looked rather cozy, and though the designs were strange to him and nothing like human designs, it nevertheless felt like home. Wow he whispered to himself as he looked all about and even up at the corridor of light illuminating the central chamber. Even as inexperienced as he was with architecture or carpentry, Steven could tell that the entire home had been grown from the tree itself, including the furniture and the flowery beds, or at least thats what he assumed they were. After taking some time to admire the natural beauty of the place, Stevens thoughts went back to the rite of adoption that Arielle mentioned as well as the need for him to strip to his bare skin. Grabbing hold of the tattered fabric, he only hesitated for a moment before pulling his shirt, quickly followed by his trousers and shoes, off his young body. He actually winced slightly as he undressed, the slight cuts and scrapes he had sustained from his journey in the forest stinging a bit as the clothes ran over his skin. Before long, he was standing stark naked in the wooden room, feeling a bit shy and self conscious as he held his clothes in his hands. So.. ahem What whats the Rite of Adoption? he asked, still standing there awkwardly and unsure what to do, discarded clothes held in a bundle in front of his loins, a natural, subconscious reaction he had brought with him from human society.