Beltane - May Baskets

[NinjaWoo]

Rubia sets a basket at Abasi's door and smiles to her self "oh i hope he likes my basket..i worked for hard on growing the flowers for my pookums.." she giggles in glee "My pooky oooky wooky just makes my day every time i see him. she sighs in happyness as images of her in a wedding dress dragging Abasi down the aiels with him struggling to get away but to no avail.

[Phoenix Stardancer]

Reposting to get images working.

[Phoenix Stardancer]

Summertide took a deep breath and moved to set the basket down on the doorstep. He glanced to ensure it still looked neat with the flowers and candy. A swift knock and he was gone.

[Fanta]

Carrying a newly painted basket full of soft cloth and fragrant flowers, Ovesi makes her way to the recipient's home. The basket is painted in soft pink and rainbow, to match the recipient's own unique coloration and, Ovesi rather thought, her delightful personality. With lavenders and multi-colored flowers on a bed of white, the basket was simple but pretty.

With care, the basket is placed on the doorstep and with a last look around to make sure no one would see, Ovesi knocks on Muriel's door and dashes off. Shy to say the least, Ovesi debated staying to see how Muriel reacted to the basket or leaving. Her own shyness though overcame her desire to stick around and see from afar, so Ovesi high-tailed it back to her own home, to collapse in an exhausted heap from having psyched herself out while making the delivery.

[aranelsaraphim]

Ahket fiddled with the basket, moving the leaves and the petals of the flowers just so; making sure to snuggle the stuffed bunny among them so that he looked comfortable.  When she was satisfied, she carefully and quietly moved toward a tent in a secluded part of the forest.  She listened intently for the sound of even breathing - which she luckily heard.  She suppressed a squeal of glee and gently set the basket down at the entrance of the tent, knowing he couldn't miss it.  She was sad she wouldn't see her husband's face when he found it, but he would certainly be surprised!  She made sure to use colors from both their pelts to symbolize their love.  She hoped the stuffed rabbit would remind him of her when he was out in the forest alone doing his job and...well, maybe if they were lucky, he could give it to a cub someday.  She smiled happily as she scampered home, hoping to see him later in the day.

[tierasa]

Reposting... forgot the basket image.

[tierasa]

Eriae glanced down at the basket. If he wasn't her best client, she would not be doing this. She shook her head. However, she couldn't deny the vision she'd had, and if he was going to go through with it, he was going to be in serious hot water. This basket would be the only thing that would be able to calm his wife down. She'd seen it. He'd know who it was from... or at least he should. She made her way to his home and set the basket on his doorstep. He'd find it when he needed it, so she didn't bother to knock. Captain Brant had better thank her for this with a larger payment next time. She shook her head.

[ayaka]

Nessima set the basket on the door step and rearanged the toys and treats once more trying to make it perfect. Since she had no cubs of her own it was nice to beable to give these gifts to a little one and hope that they come to cherish them or at least like them some what. With a smile she set the teddy bear inbetween everything so it was front and center before knocking on the door and quickly leaving.

[lectral]

Akeru went out early in the morning, and picked a basket of flowers. He had heard of this custom, and had been intrigued, but this was the first time he was both old enough to be allowed out 'on his own', and not busy with assigned chores. After arranging the basket to his liking, he headed home.



The sphinx he was giving it to was a member of the same household he lived in, so getting in would be no trouble. It was getting away from Hebony's door without being seen that was the trick. His mother always seemed to know his every move, so getting her a May basket in secret would be quite a feat!

[wolfrysk]

reposting because broken code @-@

[wolfrysk]

May Day celebrations had been a lovely addition to the culture of Khemet. The air was alive with happiness and a spirit of giving, looming troubles and concerns able to be forgotten for a day of love and friendship. Khait had prepared her basket to take to her son and his father, filling it with little treats she knew they would enjoy. Unfortunately, her desire to please them was stronger than the logic centers of her brain and about halfway to Yule's home, Khait was regretting placing a whole (albeit small) watermelon in her basket along with a few pomegranates, but she knew they were the favorites of Yule and Masud. Still, she trekked on and heaved the thing as she went. By the time she reached his house, she looked disheveled and was panting with the effort it had taken her - she was a musician, not a dancer. She placed the basket outside his door and gave a knock before she summoned the rest of her energy and strength to scamper away. It would be obvious who it was from of course, but Khait also did not want to run in to Menefer. The two had a... respectful relationship, but Khait didn't want to put herself in the way nor make the other female jealous.

The basket contained flowers, cattails and reeds from the river as well as a watermelon, a loaf of fresh bread, and pomegranates. The strangest piece seemed to be a doll of Menmaatre Adjo complete with crook and flail. When Yule would find it, when he unwrapped the note he would be able to read the note from his son's mother.


Yule,

Happy May Day. I hope this basket provides a lovely start to the occasion. I've put some of your favorite fruits and bread from the baker you like in here. The flowers are for Menefer if you think she would receive them well. Please give our son this doll; I know it not be of the greatest likeness to our Pharaoh, but it was what I could afford and I wanted our son to have something special today.

Wishing you happiness and health,
Khait

[Cryptic]

Layla smiled to herself as she placed the basket down on Taramet's doorstep, the flowers just right, the fruit sweet, and the basket fragrant. She tasted the air with a flick of her tongue, pleased with the arrangement, complete with a lovely bottle and candle to light for the celebrations. Though the bonfire had yet to start, she would introduce the holiday with but a small, humble flame. Lighting the homemade pillar candle in the center of the basket, she stepped back and watched in awe as a small, colorful butterfly landed on the woven basket. Nodding in approval, the quiet Sphinx sauntered away with a flick of her short tail.

[Nephthys]

Diana had spent a while gathering flowers for Ether - Beltane was her favourite time of year, and she hoped he too enjoyed it. Although their marriage had been completely by chance, she had fallen for him the moment she first set eyes on him, even after believing she would, and possible should be, alone forever. Leaving the bunch of forget-me-nots, roses and other wild flowers at his door, she recited the note attached back in her head:

Forget-me-not, for the moment I saw you, I knew I would never forget you.
These flowers of blue are here to prove that to you, I will always be true.
These flowers of red, roses of passion, show the feelings I have deep inside
Knowing we are now married, I promise, that from you, I never shall hide.

- Diana

[Sweetintoxikation]

REPOSTING.. because I had a brain ded.

[shlee]

Schule dusted off her paws after tying the finishing bow atop her basket. 'I am really bad at this kind of thing,' she thought to herself, frowning ever so slightly as she looked her basket over one last time. "Well, it can't be helped. It'll have to do," she said out loud after a moment. With a nervous push of the back of her paw against her glasses to readjust them, she set off with the basket held gingerly in her mouth, heading for Julian's dwelling.

She paused a long moment on the doorstep, setting the basket down just in front of the door. 'Do I stay here, or do I just knock on the door and leave?' she pondered, her head already running through all the different scenarios that could happen depending on which choice she made. After a long deliberation (and because she heard pawsteps inside) she decided the best and least awkward course of action would be, of course, to knock on the door and then run back to her library and hide for the rest of the afternoon.

So without further ado, that's precisely what she did.