Chronicles Of Narnia Costume Ideas Novels & Stories

Crystals, pearls, diamonds, real ones at that, sat along hems and bodices, catching the low light like the phases of the moon. My heart stuttered. Who exactly is Rowland? Which pack exactly did he belong to? Just how wealthy are they? No ordinary wolf ordered dresses like these in both adult and pup sizes. But I had no interest in digging for answers. I owed him a debt. I’d go to the auction. Then our paths could separate again. I picked a soft, light-pink gown simple enough for me to breathe in. I immediately found a matching little-wolf princess dress for Lana. She hugged it to her chest with a squeal that made my wolf’s tail wag inside me.

Blue came to his face and continued licking. “Do something, Audrey. Get this thing away from me,” Bane yelped. I did even bulge from where I stood, instead, I just watched their adorability. So far, this was so adorable. … As usual, Charlie and Sarah had dressed me up for the occasion. A part of me mourned when I saw the color they had clothed me with; an off-shoulder short black gown with few embroidery on it. I silently wondered if the people in this pack were secretly vampires. Why didn’t they wear bright colors? It couldn’t hurt, could it?