Watching the look on Rica's face change as he thought about the words almost amused the young female Kitsune, but at the same time apprehension still crossed her features. She had said she would trust the man, but in truth she didn't. Smelling his scent laced with desire she smiled softly and nodded to answer him. "Yes it is an annual celebration of the pack leaders, and superior beings. They come in dance, and make merry, and each race offers there young that are ready to mate. By the end of the night those who have found there mate will take up the master sweets and imprint on each other. This will signal them ready to marry, and mate. Others do not mate for life however. Some mate for eternity, so if you mate know what you walk into. Have a good slumber and please relax." Walking to the fire place Korono retrieves her guitar and begins to play gently with a smile.