>>43328520Can you imagine yourself walking down the isle, your father walking beside you, with a slightly concerned look on his face, your hand around his arm, as he leads you to the Urshifu standing there at the alter? You turn to face Urshifu, you gaze up at this great mountain of a creature, into his glistening eyes as you say your vows. Imagine taking his claws in your hands as you fit the ring, delicately so as not to pierce your skin on his razor sharp nails. Imagine the priest, also with a concerned look on his face, saying "you may now kiss each other", as you, without hesitation, lean in and plant a light kiss on his lips. The crowd erupts into a loud applause, which then becomes slower and laced with nervous mutterings as you start to grab Urshifus head and press yourself onto his mouth at full force until he eventually prizes you off his face. Imagine Urshifu sweeping you off your feet into his strong arms and carrying you out of the church, confetti flying from every direction, toward the horse drawn carriage. Imagine leaning out the carriage and waving to your friends and family as the carriage rides off into the sunset, watching as they slowly wave back with wide, grimaced smiles on their faces because they are all so happy for you. The last thing you see before sitting back down into the carriage is your mother breaking down in tears and collapsing to the floor, obviously because she is so happy for you.
