#firebrand.faeball

While it was all admittedly...different, than what she’d envisioned when first planning the ball (really, she should have expected so much..skin when the demons in the city were invited), Calliope was at least glad it was going well. People smiling and dancing, the city, her people, seemingly enjoying themselves. Deciding to indulge a little, Callie eyed a waiter walking around with a last glass of champagne on a tray and she reached for it--only for her hand to bump into someone else’s at the same moment.

Her big brother. Mickey had known that she might spot people she hadn’t seen in years at an event like this, and upon seeing the other wolf, she’d lightly squeezed Sebastian’s arm and asked for a moment. Stealthily, she made her way across the room to the other werewolf in the hope that maybe he would speak with her for the first time in ten years. It didn’t go so well.