The table was huge, full of food of every kind - fruits and meats, fish and wines. Sentinus sat at a throne-like chair at the head of the table. No one else had a chair, they sat cross legged at the floor - the table was short enough for this purpose. All were naked apart from he, this was a feast of freedom, there were no inhibitions towards each other: all were free like nature and Merlin intended. Peace, happiness and tranquility. Of course, to accomplish this on a global scale a great war would need to be waged.

There was a pillow beside him and thats where Flame would sit when she arrived and all would see her markings.

A feast had been called and all would attend it, if they wished to stay on their masters good side. When you were called you answered. That was the way it worked. One of the few rules within the family. Always obey the father.

Flame was, as always, one of the first to arrive. Her black hair fell against her pale skin and grey eyes shone brightly. Once again she found herself naked before her master. Once again she found herself feeling no embarrasment to be so bare before him. She felt natural, and natural was good.

Eyes took in the hall. It was large, and in the center was the low table. At one end sat the Grand Sentinus- her master, father of the family. Their was a single pillow to one side of him and, apart from that, their was nowhere to sit. Flame was confident about where she was to sit, she had served her master well.

She did not sit on the pillow, she knelt and bowed her head. Until she was told she could, she would not sit but kneel. The markings on her back did not hurt but were clearly visible- wore proudly by the girl.

Fawne had been left to make her way to the house and the Feast on her own this time. Craven would be arriving slightly later. She had answered the call eager to obey.

She was once again required to be naked. She assumed this was the norm for most family gatherings and was vastly getting used to it. Though she still wore her curled brown hair draped over her the front shoulders. Her grey eyes scanned the room and noticed only the Sire and Flame sat at his side.

Upon spotting the Sire she dropped to her knees and bowed in greeting. She was still unsure of the appropriate behaviour, since this was far from her normal life. She stayed bowed waiting for some for of instruction. She had notice on the sire was seated in a chair she did not find this unfair at all as for he was bearing the burden for us all.

The Grand indicated Fawne should sit down. he did not look at Flame but nodded his head to signal she should kneel beside the cushion. A day would come when Sentinus would need an heir, and he was considering several candidates to bare his son. Oh yes, it would be a son. Flame was indeed on possibility - he had sampled her and was pleased with her work, however her traits would need to be observed, his heir would have to be perfect. In every way.

Fawne raised her head only slightly and moved to sit down at the table. She sat with her legs underneath herself rather than cross legged, with both hands on her knees. She kept her head bowed and waited for the other Family members to arrive.

Flame cast a reassuring smile towards her friend, Fawne, as it seemed to her she was nervous. Then again, the Grand had put on quite a display last time Fawne had been here if only to persuade them not to fail him. Still- there was nothing for her to be afraid of.