The party slowly began to ramp up now that there were no longer any more people in need of a level up, or status update. The gods came out of their meeting room, some with expressions reminiscent of regret, though it was clear that it was regret for a long time since past inaction. How was this clear? It was only Hera and Zeus who had the issues. That was basically a dead give away.
Hathor grabbed a glass, and raised it up high. "My children, let us welcome you back properly with a celebration… a party… WELCOME HOME!" A happy tear rolled. The other gods followed suit giving similar sentiments, and once all of the gods had a glass in the air…
The children of all allied familias raised their own glasses, some were heavy mugs filled with ale, others small glasses filled with wine. For the kids they had juice, but still participated in the toasting, giggling as they did. It was fun, but for a certain four pups, their tails were beating so hard in anticipation of what came next… they were so much like their father it was incredible, when it came to food, nothing else mattered.
"Let the party begin!" Hathor announced, beginning the festivities, showing a rare moment of her own relief by downing the entire glass of wine in a single lift of the glass.
"Oh my, that's new, you okay Hathor?" Idunn asked.
"I think she's like this because the perfect man for her reverse harem finally came around, but she can never do anything that crosses into that territory with him." Zeus laughed, and joined in the downing of wine.
"Oh, that's right, that happened. I saw that body of his too, It's enough to turn a virgin goddess, well, not one." Hera commented, swirling her wine.
"What are you trying to say with that, Hera? Surely you don't think I'd try that theory?" Astraea retorted with a sideways glare, then whispered under her breath… "Not that it wouldn't be interesting to find out."
Idunn smiled as the back and forth continued. "It doesn't matter now anyways, right? Shurry is not going to get with a goddess. He can't see us as lovers. Not that he'd need to either. He gives us more than enough love as our child to more than make up for it. Don't you think so, Hathor?"
"Yes, he does. I'm so proud of how far he's come. It's only a matter of time now, before that detestable monster is culled by his very own claws. Avenging the family he's lost." She spoke with intermittent tears.
Food came out from the kitchen, and the four pups made what was a mountain of meat, into just a few chunks in a matter of seconds. None of them were as fast at eating as their father, but they sure didn't let others down, recalling the past when Shurry annihilated meat by the mountain. The celebration had begun, games were started, food and drink were had, and stories were told, songs were sung, instruments were played, people danced.
However, in Shurry's room, he saw a sight that nearly made him pounce into wild action before he'd managed to close the door. Thankfully he did manage to close it in time because what greeted him were four beautiful women on their hands and knees.
Their butts raised and facing him, while their heads turned to look at him with an enticing lick of the lips. To add to their appeal, Alfia, and Ardee both wore a pair of wolf ears, and a wolf tail. What was even more, the items were magically enhanced so they could articulate with their minds.
The lighting in the room was clearly made to be romantic in nature, a tale told by each and every flicker of the light glistening off the slightly different shades of their bare bodies' skin. And then, while he stood there, already half naked, and stunned by the sheer beauty he saw… The four wives all let out a soft, beguiling howl. One so perfect that even though they weren't werewolves themselves, Alfia & Ardee both managed to speak that howl properly, carrying the exact meaning they intended.
What happened next, happened so fast, Alfia forgot to use her magic to prevent sound from escaping the room. Shurry's pants came off, and began the love and baby making fun time all of them clearly wanted to have. And just like before, it was clearly reinforced that the more quiet and reserved a person is, the louder they called out.
Outside of the room people laughed, mostly ignoring the situation all in an effort to keep up with their agreement to enjoy several days of drinking and partying before bothering to make it sexual. However, that took a turn rather quickly. Some of the newer dancers who'd not yet felt what it was like to lay with another person, be it a man or a woman, had lost themselves in the moment when their hormones hit such a high marker, combined with the drunkenness, it was over.
A great many love making began. Several hours later there were already 30 pregnancies confirmed. It was a hell of a party… A hell of a familia.
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In one of the orphanages, specifically the one that used to be the Astraea familia's only home- it had been converted into an orphanage right away since it had enough space and was available right away- children played games, ate good food, and had a party of their own courtesy of the adults hired to take care of them.
In some of the other established orphanages, a similar scene played out. Joy, happiness and sense of belonging banished the strength of any evil feelings that would have been manipulated. In short, the efforts made to ensure that Evil would never take root in the city again were working, giving the children a chance to have a respectable future, and to properly choose their own path without the influence of those with ill-intentions.
The city had grown rowdy with parties as well, celebrating along with their new hero's familia. Though, there were some people who spent the time to visit the graveyard, clean their friends, or even familia's markers, and offer up a drink for them to share. As they did, a feeling would rise from within telling them to live on, they'd combat it by saying: "Only if I can carry you with me."