Deltarune Dance Novels & Stories

She is familiar with the dance steps because she happened to see Lorry's dance practice last year. The light was focused on Andrea, and the music started to play. Andrea was very nervous. She wanted to run away instead of dancing. Before she can run, Alpha Homer is the one who dances with her first. Alpha Homer gave her dead sign look that made her nervous. She forced herself to take Alpha Homer's hand, and they danced.

It was a list of various notes for the wedding; everything from the schedule for the day to the vows we’d have to read and in what order the pack members should enter the banquet. At the end of the list was something that caught my eye. “The Claiming Dance?” I read out loud. “It’s traditional,” Kieran said. “Every Alpha and Luna perform it at the ceremony.” “I’ve never done it.” “It’s a partnered dance,” he clarified. “If you don’t know the steps, then we should practice—” William suddenly materialized beside me. “I could help,” he offered cheerfully. “Charlotte, you can use me to practice. I know the steps.”

But for now, in this fleeting moment, she would bask in his presence, cherishing the last traces of their love before the storm she was about to unleash. As the music swelled, Sunena, the embodiment of exuberance, took center stage. With a mischievous smile and a twinkle in her eyes, she began to dance, her graceful movements captivating the room. It was a surprise performance she had planned for her groom, Peter, but little did she know that her impromptu dance would ignite a chain reaction.

Claudine joined in, her howl intertwining with Denzel's, while Ember and Ash squealed with delight, their tiny voices attempting to mimic the pack's primal call. As the night wore on, the pack's energy shifted from howls to movement, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music. Denzel and Claudine danced together, lost in the magic of the moment. Their hands intertwined, they spun and twirled, their laughter carrying on the wind.

She said to them and she watched as they smiled before they nodded their heads at her. “So the dance is a basic one. Our pack had to perform it at any formal event they include the entire pack. At dance in small circles that get bigger with each ring around the corner. We will have the Alpha, beta and luna on the inner circle around the fire and so we have one circle go in an anticlockwise motion and others in a clockwise motion and basically we mimic the movement of the waves.” She said to her And she watched as she went on to demonstrate it to her.

I dip Raven and see King Cole and Queen Delaney spinning over to us. “Mind if I cut in?” King Cole asks. “I’ll offer you my partner in exchange.” “How could I refuse?” I pass Raven into her father’s arms and accept her mother into mine. Queen Delaney is a brilliant dancer, despite how long her people spent underground, I quickly learn. She puts me through my paces and chuckles kindly every time I stumble. “Is this how things are going to be?” I grumble. “You and King Cole laughing every time Raven and I stumble in our leadership?”

"I’m Victoria Dean. I apologize for meeting you all under these circumstances. “But as a dancer, I want to show you that the most powerful performances don’t need elaborate embellishments. This dance has a real name. It’s called, the Unyielding Rose in the Rain.” I slipped off my coat, revealing a tattered red gown beneath it, and the white bandage wrapped around my ankle. "A rose blooming in the rain, who could ever bend its beauty?" Rising onto the tips of my toes, I leaped into the rain, the night sky embracing me like a vast, open stage.

He said and chuckled at his own words. "Your mother is here, Christian." Belle said to me and I looked around to find her talking to my father, uncle and cousin. "Well enjoy yourselves guys, we'll surely talk again before the ceremony is over. You owe me a dance Nat." "Sure thing. Come find me when you are ready." She replied. I saluted to her and walked away with Belle's hand in my free one. My mother was dressed in silver, the stones radiating with the light making her glow like the chandelier used to decorate the halls.

Over the idea of not being able to spend endless hours of time with him. "Of course!" I nodded. "What's for today?" "I'd like for you to do the previous week'sets, just for the very last time. And then, dance can begin in the afternoon." He instructed, and I complied. Without once pouting. I was on a mission, after all. One with the goal of earning his trust again. I attacked the sets with enthusiasm and passion, because working out was after all one of my other passions. The only reason I had only given him grief over it so many times before, was my impatient eagerness to get to the dance part of everything.

"Oh, you foolish girl! What do you think you are doing, showing up like death's second choice?" Julitta giggled. "That's no way to welcome me back from the dead." "Don't say anything baby girl, go and dance with your king." Julitta interrupted. Diana smiled widely. "Alright, alright. Since everyone is against me now, I'll dance. Cal, let's dance." Calhoun took her hand and led her to the centre space. The music began and it was slow. She held his shoulder and he held her waist, and they intertwined their fingers together.