Log Date: 11/5/95 Log Intro: Talek -- the son of Mireka of the Underworld and the now-dead Cat Elf Tash, the mate of Brightfire, the brother of Silversong, the father of Tinyhowl, and the adoptee of the Willowholt -- has travelled with his adopted tribe to Sorrow's End for the Festival of Flood and Flower. To his surprise, however, Rillwhisper passes the word to those elves who call her chieftess that Talek's mother's people are also in attendance at the Festival -- and looking for Talek and the Willowholt's other Underworld adoptee, Sorrow. Asked what he wishes to do about it, Talek hesitantly decides that perhaps now, after the years he has been out of the caverns where he was born, it is finally time for him to begin facing the memories he'd abandoned, and deal with that side of his heritage. So decided, he ventures shyly into the Festival.... ---------- Talek(#7821PXce) Although not as tall as a Glider, this young elf is nevertheless tall, and his height is emphasized by his slender frame. His skin, even with a light hint of the touch of the Daystar to it, is unusually pale; his hair, thick and straight, is a long fall of pale silver. Large and slanted within the feline cast of his features, his eyes are the dark translucent silver-grey of water shrouded in darkness. By habit, he communicates by sending, and his mental 'voice' carries with it an unconscious clarity, a compulsion for attention that makes him easily heard even if he sends softly. He is clad in form-fitting leathers of variegated hues of dark blue and grey: a sleeveless, high-collared wraparound tunic, breeches, soft calf-high boots. His hair is tied back from his face into a dangling tail that reaches past his shoulderblades, neatly confined save for a few strands that occasionally drift into his languid eyes. Carrying: Torch(#3017V) Stone ring(#6008I) You walk towards the crossroads. Crossroad The paved pathway widens here and the circular paving blocks are set into the sandy soil in a seemingly random pattern. The brightness of noon fills the warm spring skies. You can go into the nearby Visitors' Court for a temporary home, or go South to the Dancing Square. To the West the paved pathway wanders towards caves in the nearby hills. To the North the path leads past the well and out onto the desert. Contents: Strongbow Ember Obvious exits: Winding Path Dancing Square Boundary Path Visitors' Courtyard You arrive from the winding path that goes by the well. Ember nods at the archer. Talek wanders in, and pauses, blinking a bit, and taken aback. Trollkiller arrives from the winding path that goes by the well. Trollkiller has arrived. Ember nods to Talek, first absently, then in recognition. Strongbow nods at Ember, and at Talek with a bit of a smirk playing across his face. Talek smiles uncertainly at Strongbow and Ember. Talek sends openly ** I... hello... I'm here to see the Festival... ** Talek nods shyly, and ventures southward, then. You smile to yourself and hurry towards the Dancing Square. Dancing Square A wide paved square surrounded by brightly colored pavilions and canopied platforms. Gaily colored banners and paper lanterns hang from poles at the corners in the bright afternoon sun. Warm spring winds dip to ground level from time to time. In the mellow spring afternoon there are still elves found working in the fields, while others gather near the well or forge to chat. Soft laughter is heard from a hut. FESTIVAL: The Festival is an occation for fun and celebration, and should progress peacefully. Fighting and similar angstful activites are not permitted, please respect this. Contents: WolfFlame Whisperwill Starstreak Teyarah Zalen Dawn Ynderra Sun-Toucher Tylek Cutter large wooden cask Kissing Booth Gambling Pavilion Balancing Game Tables Shimmer(#7746Jeops) Drum Obvious exits: Garden Canopy Savah's House Boundary Path Crossroads You arrive at the Dancing Square still smiling a bit, looking around to see who is here. Spidersilk steps off of the poles onto the ground, ending the balancing game. Spidersilk has arrived. The Sun Folk youths applaud, grinning approvingly. Sun-Toucher chuckles softly, "Well done, Spidersilk." Spidersilk grins at Cutter. "Want to play with me?" Zalen grins at the players. Talek ventures in, and looks about shyly. WolfFlame grins, ** You too cousin! ** Ynderra blinkblinkblinks as she spies Talek. Cutter looks at you. Talek blinks, spying several Lostholters here, and he gives the ones in visual range a hesitant smile. Ynderra looks at you. Teyarah seats herself unobtrusively and simply watches. Cutter nods, once, to Talek. Tylek smiles briefly at Wolfflame, ** Better luck next go. ** Gelnah heads for the shelter of the canopy. Gelnah has left. WolfFlame grins and bouncies around with energy, "Anyone else want to try? It's great fun!" Ynderra hops up and wanders over to Talek, grinning at him welcomingly. She grabs his hand, tugs him farther into the square, and starts chattering at him. WolfFlame smiles to Tylek her thanks. Talek's silver eyes start to lighten, as he allows himself to be tugged and chattered to. Spidersilk's eyebrows dart up, and she grins at Cutter. ** Now? ** Zalen looks at you. Tylek looks at you. Dawn sends openly ** Mmm.. it does look rather fun... ** Zalen says "You're dizzy, Dawn." Zalen says "You'd never stand a chance." Ynderra cheerfully monopolizes Talek, chattering in a steady flow of babble, as she starts pointing things out to him in the square, and gossiping about the happenings in her tribe. Dawn snorts at Zalen :) Cutter nods once to Spidersilk. Talek grins timidly at Ynderra, and at Dawn and Zalen as he spies them. Starstreak ohs and spies the wine, smiling brightly. Teyarah looks at you. Starstreak pours a jugful of dreamberry wine from the cask on the table Overhead, Talon rises up from below. Tylek's eyes go to the sky. Ynderra calls over cheerfully to those sampling the wine, "Don't go overboard, hey? I plan to get drunk, too, and I don't heal hangovers well!" Starstreak smiles widely and drinks some more wine. Talek blinkblinkblinks, and blushes, but grins. Overhead, Talon flies down. Starstreak acks and coughs slightly as the wine goes down less then smoothly. Zalen tickles the nearby Dawn briskly. Teyarah turns her mask to the sky, shading with her hand. Spidersilk reaches out a hand to Cutter. "Shall we, then?" WolfFlame nods slightly to Tylek Starstreak blinks at a send and tries to hide the mug behind her back as she watches Tylek, "Um... " Cutter steps forward to take hold of Silk's hand. "By all means.." Tylek's eyes shift from Wolfflame over to Starstreak, an eyebrow arching wryly at her. Ynderra brightens, and points Talek's attention to the pair on the poles. "Ayoooah!" she yells, happily. WolfFlame grins as she turns her attention to Spidersilk and Cutter Zalen leans over and blows into Dawn's ear. Starstreak blinks at a send and looks over to Teyarah, then all over. Teyarah looks at you. Starstreak looks at you. Cutter gestures towards the balancing game, and two Sun Folk youths come forward. One quickly blindfolds Cutter, and then both youths wait expectantly to begin the game. Spidersilk gestures towards the balancing game, and two Sun Folk youths come forward. One quickly blindfolds Spidersilk, and then both youths wait expectantly to begin the game. The Sun Folk youths grin, firmly grasping the ends of the poles, ready to start the balancing game as soon as two opponents are prepared. Talek, looking obligingly where Ynderra points, wordlessly ohs, and smiles a bit. Spidersilk hops nimbly onto the poles set into the grooves of the barrel, ready to play the balancing game. Spidersilk has left. The Sun Folk youths grin, firmly grasping the ends of the poles, ready to start the balancing game as soon as two opponents are prepared. Balancing game A large, heavy barrel into which two grooves have been cut rests in a circle of small stones. A sturdy pole lies in each groove, and it looks like the barrel is used as a fulcrum upon which the poles can tilt. The barrel has been painted bright green, and decorated with black zig-zags. If you'd like to play the balancing game, get yourself an opponent and have both of you type 'play game'! Only two can play at a time. To learn the rules, type 'rules' and a helpful villager will be happy to explain them. Carrying: Spidersilk From atop the poles of the balancing game, Spidersilk waits, patiently, balanced on her toes, for Cutter to hop on the poles. Starstreak glances over at Talek as if unsure for a moment. Starstreak locksends ** Are you a scout? ** Cutter hops nimbly onto the poles set into the grooves of the barrel, ready to play the balancing game. Cutter has left. You locksend ** Excuse me? ** to Starstreak. Tylek nibbles a bit more of his fruit and turns to watch the game. Ynderra leans forward to watch Cutter and Spidersilk, blue eyes glinting in satisfaction. This is going to be good! From atop the poles of the balancing game, Spidersilk grins, reaching out to grasp Cutter's hand, blindly. "Ready?" Zalen shakes Dawn a little, trying to drag her conscious. Starstreak smiles shyly as she sends. You sense in a locksend, Starstreak sends innocently, ** in the underworld.. are you an underworlder? ** From atop the poles of the balancing game, Cutter gets a solid grip on Spidersilk's hand, grinning widely. "Ready." Talek blinks, attention distracted, now. You locksend ** I... my mother was. I do not think I can be called one, any longer. ** to Starstreak. WolfFlame leans forward with great curiousity, a large grin on her lips. Teyarah watches the tall one glance at Siralinda . Sun-Toucher listens to the sounds, and smiles nostalgically, "I remember another occasion when Cutter took this particular..game." From atop the poles of the balancing game, Spidersilk lunges, without warning, yanking down on Cutter's hand with all her weight, half unbalancing herself, but prepared for it. Ynderra suddenly giggles, and ooohs to Sun-Toucher. "I didn't see _that_...!" Almost bouncing now, she watches her two tribesmates engage. Sun-Toucher chuckles softly, "Neither did I, in the strictest sense." Starstreak ohs softly to a send and scratches at her neck idley. Starstreak turns to watch the game and smiles. Ynderra giggles behind her hand, and suddenly gets a mischievous glint in her eye. "I heard _Rayek_ was here... hey, maybe...!" Starstreak locksends ** Well. I wasn't born there .. but they love me.. they say I'm one.. so aren't you too? ** Sun-Toucher raises an eyebrow, "Rayek? Hmmm. I wonder." From atop the poles of the balancing game, Spidersilk calls out to Sun-Toucher: "Wish me more luck than his last opponent, then, Sun-Toucher!" She's grinning wildly, balanced on the poles. Talek smiles weakly in Starstreak's direction. From atop the poles of the balancing game, Cutter lets out a startled yelp, balance pulled suddently forward, and he doubles over, giving a little hop forward on the poles to keep his feet under him. One arm pinwheels for a moment, as the poles are tilted. But then he grins even more widely, and straightens up, and tugs sharply on Silk's hand in return. Starstreak looks back at Talek and smiles shyly. WolfFlame noddles, ** Rayek is here...** You locksend ** I... have ties to more than one tribe, though. I do not remember you. Are... you here with others from the caverns, then? ** to Starstreak. Sun-Toucher looks thoughtful at that. Zalen yawns a little, stretches a little, and looks one lone elf in a sea of things he doesn't understand. Ynderra ooooooooohs, and gives a gamine grin, leaning over to WolfFlame. "Wonder if he'd come out to do the game?" WolfFlame shakes her head, ** He's too grumpy to play any game I think ** Gelnah emerges from the shelter of the canopy. Gelnah has arrived. From atop the poles of the balancing game, Spidersilk's yelp follows hard on the heels of Cutter's as she is jerked up, her own free arm pinwheeling madly, and she lets out a shout of laughter, sliding forward on the poles, one foot planting close enough to the barrels to provide an actual sense of balance for her for a moment or two, and she pulls Cutter towards her, trying to knock him off balance. Starstreak walks over towards Talek quietly, avoiding getting in the way of the screaming sunvillagers and the game, giggling the entire time. Ynderra purrs under her breath, "I bet _I_ could liven him up." Teyarah watches Siralinda manouver across the square, and concludes her thoughts may have been right. She keeps watching. Starstreak locksends ** Oh.. I'm to young I think for you to remember me, they only found me a few seasons ago. I'm not a 'real' underworlder, but Lord Corinthi and Rhentagoth Say I am now ** WolfFlame looks at Ynderra and grins, 'You could try...but he's not much for any company but Ekuar I think. Ynderra giggles mischievously at the thought, making a few sparkles dance along her fingertips. From atop the poles of the balancing game, Cutter sends, through the exertion of keeping his balance, ** Blackhair'd come out if he knew he had a chance at showing _me_ up. I'd bet a whole seasons dreamberries on i..whoah! ** He crouches a little, quickly, at the tug, shifting his body center lower, so that he is harder to unbalance. He leans back a bit as well, pulling consistently on Silk. You locksend ** I.... see. It has been some time since I was there, myself... ** to Starstreak. WolfFlame shakes her head slowly at the comment, ** I don't think he would want to come out in the shape he's in ** Tylek watches the game silently as he takes a small bite from his fruit. Ynderra wrinkles her nose, and blinks curiously. Gossip? She looks with avid curiosity at WolfFlame now. "What shape would that be?" Starstreak ohs as she moves up along side Talek finally and smiles shyly. Starstreak locksends ** Really? Don't you like it there anymore? ** From atop the poles of the balancing game, Spidersilk tilt-tilt-tilts forward, toes grabbing onto the poles as best they can, and she laughs, gritting her teeth as she tries to keep her balance. ** I can think -- of better uses for you and a season's worth of dreamberries, Cutter! ** With all her strength, she reverses the pull, nearly doubling herself over backwards: if the move fails, there is no doubt that she'll end up on the ground. On the other hand, if it succeeds, there should be equally little doubt of Cutter ending up on the ground. Talek gives a hesitant half-smile to Starstreak. You locksend ** I... have been having trouble remembering the place, actually. And I have been living with my mate and our child... and my sister's tribe. ** to Starstreak. WolfFlame shakes her head, ** I'm not really sure what's wrong with him...but all the others were talking like he was real sick or something, I just think he's grouchy...** Tylek's eyebrows go up at the savagery of the competition. Zalen watches the balancing with a practiced eye, learning. Starstreak smiles and nods too Talek, seeming too send. Starstreak locksends ** it's very nice there.. won't you visit before going home? On the way maybe? ** Starstreak turns to look at the game again and giggles at the two. Ynderra hmmms, and thinks about that. If he's _sick_, somebody should do something, right? Maybe she better ask her chief, when he's done... You locksend ** I, ah, was told I was being sought... by those who live in the caverns, anyway. ** to Starstreak. From atop the poles of the balancing game, Cutter is, indeed, pulled off his feet by the dramatic move, but he falls forward, and flailing arms and the forward motion of his body, carry him directly into Spidersilk, knocking her from the poles as well. He laughs, as he collapses in a tangle of limbs. Teyarah watches the one with Siralinda.. and nods to herself..she gets up and leaves. Starstreak locksends ** Sought? You mean worried and looking for you? ** Teyarah goes north. Teyarah has left. She seems so very innocent, and so very young as she watches the game with a soft giggle. Tylek smiles, even letting a slight laugh escape his lips as Cutter goes tumbling into Spidersilk. Starstreak giggles and claps at the outcome! From atop the poles of the balancing game, Spidersilk *ooofs*! as she hits the ground and more specificially, as Cutter lands on top of her, and roars with laughter, batting and waving her arms about helplessly. "Who won?!" she demands. Spidersilk steps off of the poles onto the ground, ending the balancing game. Spidersilk has arrived. Cutter steps off of the poles onto the ground, ending the balancing game. Cutter has arrived. Ynderra ayoooooaooahs! Tylek applaudes politely with the others. You locksend ** I am not sure, to be honest... ** to Starstreak. Talek looks up and smiles at the ending of the game. WolfFlame giggles at the sight before her, ** Oh that was good! ** Brightfire arrives from the crossroads, looking around to see who is here. Brightfire has arrived. Starstreak claps again and giggles, ** that looked fun! ** Talek looks up... and smiles, suddenly, at Brightfire's arrival. Ynderra beams to Cutter and Spidersilk. "Oh, you had me going!" Brightfire glances around until she finds her lifemate, and smiles broadly, moving over to sit with him. Talek leans over to hug Brightfire, shyly. Zalen smiles at Talek and Brightfire, leaning against a pole he nearly comes to heights with. Spidersilk grins hugely at Cutter, not trying very hard to get out from under him, and sends a wink at Ynderra. You locksend ** Hello... this place is noisy... but I think I am remembering it... and a maiden has asked me about the Underworld. She wanted to know if I was a scout. ** to Brightfire. Talek grins to Zalen over Brightfire's shoulder. Brightfire smiles up at Zalen, nuzzling Talek lightly. Cutter grins at Ynderra. Ynderra hops over to the two, and stands on her toes to whisper in Cutter's ear. Brightfire locksends ** I've never been here before. It certainly is noisy. ** Kylaha emerges from the shelter of the canopy. Kylaha has arrived. You locksend ** I have not seen anyone who is in charge of the caverns... at least, I do not think so... ** to Brightfire. Kylaha strolls in and hunts for her cousin....sighing when she realizes he isn't there. Brightfire locksends ** Everything will be all right, Ged. I promise it. ** Cutter tilts his head to hear Ynderra's whisper better, and his grin fades a degree or two. He sits up, dusting his hands together. Talek smiles tentatively, embraces Brightfire again, and with his arm entwined with hers, looks around the square again to see all the activity. Spidersilk sits as well, brushing sand off herself and out of her hair, still smiling. Ynderra nibbles her lower lip, then nods to her chief and scurries off. She blinks, seeing someone with Talek now, and she ohs! Ynderra wanders over to Brightfire, grinning affably. "Are you two mates?" Brightfire blinks a bit at Ynderra. ** Aye, healer, we are. ** Talek beams shyly at the question, and inclines his head to the maiden. Brightfire looks at you. Ynderra looks approving at that. "I think I remember Strongbow saying -- well, good!" Brightfire looks curious. ** Saying what? ** Zalen watches everything with a lost expression, standing there alone. Ynderra says "That you're mates! From the last time he visited the Willowholt." Ynderra, bouncily, looks around till she spots the other Willowholter in view, and she smiles to Zalen. "I want to hear about your Holt -- I remember the last time I was there, too!" Brightfire nods, with a small smile. WolfFlame heads for the shelter of the canopy. WolfFlame has left. Cutter climbs to his feet, and offers Silk a hand up. Spidersilk grins up at Cutter and takes his hand, allowing him to pull her to her feet. Sun-Toucher munches upon a brightly coloured fruit, his expression sedate as he listens to the conversation about him. Ynderra chatters to Zalen and Brightfire and Talek at large, "So did your whole tribe come? How about Sweetleaf? I still want to train with him if I get the chance, you know...!" Kylaha looks around..wondering but knowing their won't be anyone there she'll recognize besides her cousin. Zalen smiles a bit, trying to remember Ynderra. Ynderra beams blue-eyedly up at Zalen, confiding, "There was a Howl, I think. I was there with my sister, you know?" Briefly, she seems wistful, as she babbles on, "She still thinks about Wildoak, and Trouble, she's gotten really tall...!" Startoucher arrives from the south boundary path. Startoucher wanders in. Startoucher has arrived. DriftStalker has arrived. DriftStalker lopes in and goes to Startoucher's side. Brightfire blinks up at Ynderra a little. ** Many of us came. I think you should come to Willowholt to train with Sweetleaf, if you want. If Rill doesn't mind. ** Startoucher smiles at everyone pleasantly. ** Greetings! ** Zalen says "Sweetleaf stays behind often. He doesn't like leaving the place ... or likes it too much to leave." Ynderra nodnods briskly to the Willowholters, and grins. "Maybe I'll come visit soon, then?" Brightfire nods to Ynderra. ** I think Rillwhisper would probably welcome you, aye. ** Ynderra waves cheerfully to Startoucher, eyes sparkling now as she inundates herself and everybody in her immediate vicinity with chatter. Startoucher smiles at Ynderra and winks. ** Heyas! ** Zalen glances at the pole he stands near and seems somewhat surprised by its shortness. Tylek nibbles the last bit of fruit for its seed and floats the seed away from the circle. Starstreak just watches everything around her seeming a bit shy. Brightfire shifts positions, scooting behind Talek to wrap her arms around him and bury her face in his hair. Talek wriggles in slight startlement, and then grins at Brightfire. Tylek surveys the table of edibles. Brightfire smiles in return at Talek, eyes dancing. Brightfire locksends ** ** Talek meets Brightfire's gaze dreamily; his silver hair clings to her face in random strands. Zalen stretches taller than the pole. Wow-wee. Sun-Toucher sips his wine with a soft smile, as he listens to the festive sounds. Tylek motions, a plate moves through the air to the stuffed ravvit, a portion serving itself onto the plate as it arrives. Zalen eyes Tylek uncertainly. Tylek floats the plate over to him, his eyes examining the ravvit carefully. Starstreak stands and scurries over to the table again and hrms as she tries to select a non offending item. "hrm... " Ahdran arrives from the crossroads, looking around to see who is here. Ahdran has arrived. Starstreak chooses a juicy fruit from one of the baskets. Tylek tears a bit of the meat into edible pieces and tastes a bit. Starstreak mmms softly as she eats the ripe fruit. Zalen gnaws a bit on an overlong fingernail. Tylek smiles slightly chews with a bit more vigor as the taste fills his mouth. Starstreak turns back around and glances at everyone, just a bit to shy to start much conversation. Zalen looks up, brushing a hand on his dusty breeches. Ynderra smiles at Ahdran, and runs over to meet her tribesmate. Tylek nods slightly as he tears another peice from the stuffed ravvit. Talek, arms still intertwined with Brightfire's, smiles at the elves nearby, and points questioningly at the food, glancing at his mate? Spidersilk stands, sleepily, and wanders out of the square. Spidersilk goes north. Spidersilk has left. Starstreak eats her bit of fruit then moves over to speak with Tylek. Ahdran smiles, a little reservedly to begin, at Ynderra. But he seems happy enough to see her. Brightfire, having had food pointed out to her, has a tummy rumble, and she grins at Talek, nodding. Tylek glances up at Starstreak as she approaches. Bramble emerges from the shelter of the canopy. Bramble has arrived. Talek tugs Brightfire gently towards the food, and looks with rather wide eyes at the layout -- not knowing where to start! Starstreak sits close to Tylek and looks at his plate of meat and makes a slight face. Ynderra looks Ahdran's silks up and down appreciatively, and giggles. "You look like your sire!" Ahdran Dressed for the warmer days and nights, and stronger kiss of the Daystar, Ahdran has traded leathers for silks, cut of dark emerald greens, that match his eyes. A loose vest drapes broad shoulders and powerful arms, body that of a hunter and one used to treeclimbing, lithe in its strength, and easy in it's grace. His trousers are of the same loose, breeze-blown material, and the same deep shade of perfect green, sandals on his feet. He stands a hair over four feet in height, a smooth blending of Wolfrider and Sunfolk, skin a medium copperbrown to offset those eyes. Black hair is left to drape him loosely, surprisingly cool under the kiss of the bright Daystar's glow, the ends just hugging his shoulders. A lighter brown streak runs through it, from just above the right temple, to the ends. He smiles, quietly, and settles in. Carrying: Wolf-Rock Necklace Bramble rubs her eyes sleepily. Rhentagoth arrives from the crossroads, looking around to see who is here. Rhentagoth has arrived. Tylek arches a dark eyebrow at Starstreak's whisper, ** And why not? ** Tylek rips a bit of the ravvit from his portion and pops it into his mouth. Brightfire knows where to start -- that boar! Grinning, holding Talek's hand with one of her own, she reaches for some boar, searching for the least-cooked bits. Rhentagoth walks in from the north and proceeds to sit at the gambling pavilion as per usual. Starstreak makes a face at Tylek as he eats the ravvit meat and just sticks to her fruit. Talek blinkblinks, and delicately reaches for fruit, himself... not quite ready to try meat, right now. Zalen decides to join the procession gathering food rather than chew on his nails any longers. Ahdran frowns a little, looking himself over concernedly. ** I do? ** Talek grins shyly at Zalen, when the tall elf moves to draw near. ** There is so much...! ** Tylek smiles at Rhen as he swallows, ** Greetings and well return, Vizier. ** Brightfire helps herself to a large piece of roasted bristleboar. Zalen says "I know. A wonderful change. Food you don't have to hunt yourself!" Ynderra blinks. Did she say something wrong? She squints at Ahdran, and says teasingly, "That's supposed to be a compliment!" Brightfire lets out a tiny satisfied growling sound as she digs her teeth into the boar. ** Good! ** Starstreak smiles as she sees Rhentagoth enter, ** clear tunnels Vizier *** Talek nods sagely. ** Or gather. ** Table Along one edge of the dancing square are tables filled with food and drink for all to share. On the table currently are: Roasted bristle 'boar' Stuffed bush-'rabbit' A cask that seems to contain 'wine' Clay jars of cool 'water' Yellow seek-'root' stew Baskets filled with delicious 'fruit' Colorful vegetable 'salad' 'Raw' boar stretched out on poles Bars made of zwoot 'cheese'15:43 Talek chooses a juicy fruit from one of the baskets. Rhentagoth nods to Tylek. ** And to you too as well. Clear tunnels. ** Zalen finds some well-cooked meat and takes it back with him. The fruit is sweet and tasty and dripping with juices. Tylek smiles at Rhentagoth, ** And if they are not, I will make them so. ** Talek's eyes widen in appreciation. Rich fruit, too....! Rhentagoth looks out over the crowd a bit, noting pleasedly to himself that certain people aren't here. Brightfire looks up uncertainly, recalling Rillwhisper's warning about Rhentagoth, and sends to Talek, still eating her meat. Rhentagoth looks at you. Ahdran ohs, and smiles again. "Well.. thank you!" He looks around the square, and over all the elves, then asks, lowering his voice a bit, "Are you having a good time?" You sense in a locksend, Brightfire nods slowly in Rhentagoth's direction, flashing an image. ** Do you know him? ** Sun-Toucher leans back on the bench with a pleasant smile, sipping some more of his wine. Tylek munches on a bit more of his ravvit meat. Bramble emerges from the shelter of the canopy. Bramble has arrived. Starstreak watches Rhentagoth quietly as she eats her fruit, seeming to be sending. Talek, nibbling at the fruit he'd scarfed off the food tables, lingers near Brightfire and shares some of the fruit with her. Brightfire tastes the fruit, suspiciously, though she must be aware that it won't actually hurt her. ** Not bad, ** she admits, a trifle begrudgingly. Ynderra grins, remembering that's what he said about meat. Bramble dodges between the adults on her way to the food table. Ynderra giggles at Ahdran, then, and answers him, "I'm having a pretty good time now, but it'll be better when the Daystar goes down!" Jasmael arrives from the south boundary path. Jasmael has arrived. Jasmael walks tiredly back towards the square. Brightfire smiles at Ynderra, a nodded agreement. ** Too hot. ** Dennah arrives from the south boundary path. Dennah has arrived. Trollkiller arrives from the crossroads, looking around to see who is here. Trollkiller has arrived. Dennah smiles at everyone as she enters the square. Trollkiller wanders over to Talek. Trollkiller locksends ** Hi hi hi... ** Talek looks up, from nibbling fruit, and spies Trollkiller and Jasmael. He smiles to both. Trollkiller locksends ** Things OK here this time? ** You locksend ** Hello...! ** to Trollkiller. Jasmael looks around the square, as if searching for someone, and upon not seeing him or her, goes to join Talek and Fuzzy. Trollkiller locksends, to Jasmael, Talek: ** No blow-ups this time, then? ** You locksend ** They have been quiet... but there is one, there, , I think he is from the caverns... perhaps he is one of the ones looking for me. ** to Trollkiller. Talek smiles to Jasmael and shyly offers her a fruit from the table. Ahdran grins a little more, and nods. Ynderra waves to Dennah cheerfully. Dennah fairly dances over to Ynderra. "Hello! How are you?" (giggle) Dennah A picture perfect blending of Wolfrider and Sun Folk make up the spirited, firey mixture that is Dennah. She is small, as most Wolfriders are, but her skin is the dark brown of her desert heritage. Her hair falls down her back, slightly curly and a golden brown that a full blooded Sun Folk would never have. Her top is a gauzey pink material, concealing her breasts but leaving her stomach bare, and her skirt is the same material, hanging to just above her knees. She wears leather moccasins, rather than sandles on her feet, when she wears any shoes at all. On her right wrist are two golden bracelets she made herself, and on her left is a leather guard to protect from a bowstring. On her right calf is a dagger sheath, and on her brow is a leather headband, painted and decorated with a couple of claws from a small wildcat she ran into while hunting. She notices you watching her, and turns to you with glittering gold-green eyes that glow with the inner fire of the wolf, but also the calm of someone who has found her place. Her smile is warm and friendly, and the impish gleam in those lovely eyes is unmistakable. Bramble stands on her tippy-toes to see what sort of food is on the tables. Jasmael accepts the fruit, expression tired as she bites into it. ** Thanks. **( Ynderra grins. "I'm doing pretty well!" Starstreak giggles softly at a send as she smiles at Rhentagoth, shrugging softly. Startoucher walks to the table and takes up a bit of the cheese, and pours himself some wine. He glances around the square, watching the many different elves with interest. Rhentagoth reacts as if from great suprise ( apparently from a send ) . He rises slightly from his seat and cranes his neck as if looking for something or someone. Starstreak locksends ** He's from the underworld too.. he protects me. ** Jasmael smiles up at Talek. ** How're you? ** Tylek heads for the shelter of the canopy. Tylek has left. Rhentagoth grumbles to himself about the throng of elves, and continues to look about. Starstreak brushes her hair behind her fine elven ears and sits back as she pulls her knees to her chest. Talek blinks around the square, looking distracted for a moment, and then smiles to Jasmael. ** I am trying to remember what I can about this place, ** he offers. ** It is very bright, and very noisy. ** Trollkiller nods. ** Unlike the holt, yes. ** Ynderra giggles over to Talek, and says, "That's because it's Festival, silly! Wait till the dancing, later, if you want noise!" Trollkiller squints. ** I see why they call themselves the "sun folk," though. ** Dennah smiles cheerfully, wandering over to the tables laden with food. Startoucher grins at the mention of dancing, and looks towards Ynderra, the source. Trollkiller skitches Talek. Talek grins shyly to Ynderra, and looks around, comparing shades of skin. As he looks, his gaze lingers uncertainly in Rhentagoth's direction, before he flashes another smile to Trollkiller, at the skitching. Brightfire locksends ** Are you enjoying yourself? ** Jasmael smiles at Trollkiller. ** The daylight is good... from high enough, one can see forever, during the day. ** You locksend ** I think so... I am trying to decide if I should talk to ... ** to Brightfire. You sense in a locksend, Brightfire nods slowly. ** Well... do you want to? ** Ahdran points vaguely westward. ** And at night, from up by the wolves' caves... you can see even farther! ** Ynderra looks wryly at Startoucher. "I will dance, when there's music!" Trollkiller supposes. ** A little too much of it, tho'... ** Startoucher laughs a bit. ** Who needs music? ** he sends. Rhentagoth stops his search as the crowd seems to part, allowing him to find what he was looking for. His gaze seems to lock on Talek. Starstreak giggles softly at a send and seems to almost blush, barely noticable to her already suntouched cheeks. WolfFlame emerges from the shelter of the canopy. WolfFlame has arrived. Jasmael chuckles at Ahdran. ** Even higher, Ahdran... ** Talek, realizing he is under direct scrutiny now, looks up. Trollkiller blinks and looks at the person staring at Talek. ** ? ** WolfFlame wanders in and takes a look at those gathered Startoucher smiles happily at WolfFlame. Starstreak locksends ** Oh.. you saw him, isn't he nice? He makes sure I'm all safe and sound... won't let anyone hurt me. ** Ynderra looks Startoucher up and down, and giggles. "Is that an offer?" Jasmael doesn't notice, yawning tiredly and leaning into her uncle's side. You sense in a locksend, Trollkiller is holding your shoulders firmly. Startoucher laughs to Ynderra. ** Absolutely. Shall we request music? ** WolfFlame grins at Startoucher Starstreak looks between Talek and Rhentagoth and quickly moves to her feet. Ahdran looks over at Jasmael, then grins, sheepishly. ** It's hard to get much higher, without trees. Or being on the bridge. ** Ynderra's blue gaze turns impish. Starstreak locksends ** Please come talk to him, he can't go out that far in the sun... he'll burn all up, that's why he's wearing a mask.. it hurts him. ** Starstreak seems to be sending as she smiles over at Talek. You sense in a locksend, Starstreak's sends are filled with childlike innocence and only the purest of intentions. Jasmael yawns again. ** Or a hawk... ** Talek turns briefly, clasps the shoulders of both Brightfire and Trollkiller, and then walks towards Starstreak and Rhentagoth. Trollkiller sends openly ** Or being hefted by someone who can glide. ** Jasmael, as Talek turns, falls over. *whump* Brightfire looks up quietly as Talek clasps her shoulder, and watches him go, silently, radiating faint tension. Starstreak smiles brightly at Talek and moves closer to Rhentagoth. Talek gasps, and, distracted, whirls around to make sure Jasmael is alright? Tylek emerges from the shelter of the canopy. Tylek has arrived. Dennah turns to look in Trollkiller's direction at the mention of gliding. Ahdran blinks as Jasmael falls over. ** ? ** Starstreak blinks Tylek shifts his position as he catches himself drifting off. Talek kneels to help Jasmael, gently, and glances at Trollkiller and Brightfire as if to request their aid? WolfFlame settles down crossedlegged on a mat as she watchess everyone Tylek blinks and arches an eyebrow.: Brightfire moves, rapidly, towards Jasmael. ** Jas? ** She kneels next to Talek, looking worriedly at the girl elf. Trollkiller hops over, looking confused. ** Wuzzit? ** Dennah looks to Bramble. "Want some help?" Talek sends softly, ** I think she is tired... will you both stay with her? I must speak with someone... ** Jasmael chuckles, rubbing her head as she sits up. ** Oops... ** Brightfire nods to Talek, silent as always. Bramble stretches and tries to reach a piece of fruit on the table that's just out of her reach. Talek touches Jasmael's shoulder apologetically, then rises, and turns back to approach his original intended destination. Brightfire looks curiously at Jasmael. ** How much have you had to drink? ** Trollkiller sends openly ** What _have_ you been drinking, and how much of it, and where can I get some, anyway? ** Dennah smiles at Bramble and lifts her up. Dennah says "There, is that better?" Starstreak looks worried and then smiles as Talek starts walking over, "whew..", seeming relieved Jasmael is alright. Jasmael shakes her head. ** I'm just tired... too tired... after earlier. ** Bramble snatches up the fruit and smiles at Dennah, "Thank you." Brightfire points absently towards the wine cask for Trollkiller's benifit, and offers a hand to Jasmael. ** Want me to clear your head up a bit? ** Sun-Toucher listens to the noise of the festival with a smile, sipping his wine. Talek, once more looking to Starstreak and Rhentagoth, and regards them somewhat shyly as he draws near. Trollkiller supposes the question then becomes, ** Well, what _should_ you be drinking, and where can we get a lot of it? ** Ynderra winks at Startoucher, while coyly occasionally looking at everything else. Starstreak smiles a bit shyly herself as she moves her small hands behind her back, now standing next to Rhentagoth. Jasmael giggles at Trollkiller. ** Silly. ** She nods to Brightfire. ** Please? ** Rhentagoth motions to Talek to takes the seat under the shade of the gambling pavilion across from him. Jasmael sends openly ** It just took a lot out of me. ** Startoucher chuckles a bit to himself. Trollkiller doesn't see how that changes the question. Dennah sets Bramble down and looks around the square as though searching for someone. Brightfire smiles, reaching out to cup Jasmael's face in her fingers, and soft golden healing fire washes out, suppressing the alcohol in Jas' body and working slowly to clear away some of the fatigue. Talek settles in in the seat indicated, and inclines his head hesitantly to the elves he's joined. He sends... Tylek's glance shifts to the bridge of destiny. You locksend, to Starstreak, Rhentagoth: ** I, ah, am given to understand that... you are looking for me. ** Trollkiller locksends ** Don't let them talk you into anything goofy. ** You locksend ** I will not. ** to Trollkiller. Bramble eats her fruit, very greedily and messily. Dennah wanders slowly over to Sun-Toucher, smiling. Starstreak smiles shyly as she moves behind Rhentagoth slightly, as is unsure if she should stay or go. Jasmael takes a slow, relieved breath, and smiles up at Brightfire. ** Thank you. ** Brightfire nods, lowering her hands. ** Better? ** Jasmael nods. ** Yes, thanks. ** NewHope arrives from the south boundary path. NewHope has arrived. Rhentagoth locksends, to Starstreak, Talek: ** Yes...indeed. Praise the High Ones I was able to find you here. ** Starstreak brushes several strands of hair from her young face as she watches the goings on before looking back at Rhentagoth and Talek. Trollkiller waves at NewHope. ** Hi hi hi... ** Talek's thin mouth allows a bit of a tentative smile. NewHope attacks Jas. :> Jasmael yelps as she's pounced, going down under a flying bundle of she-elf. You locksend, to Starstreak, Rhentagoth: ** I... do not remember this maiden, here, , but... I think I remember you. From the caverns. Yes? ** Rhentagoth locksends, to Starstreak, Talek: ** Your extreme absense had some of us worried. I suppose it would be beyond hope that the High Ones would have delivered Arial here with you? ** Ynderra bursts out giggling at NewHope's pounce. Hey, that's not a bad idea! Trollkiller giggles. ** And I thought I was bad... ** Jasmael chuckles, hugging Newhope to her. ** Careful... ** Brightfire smiles at Jasmael and NewHope, then looks up, over towards Talek, checking on him absently. Well. Not absently. But trying not to look like she's hovering, either. Ahdran goes north. Ahdran has left. Startoucher chuckles. NewHope sends openly ** Oh, hush. You're durable. :) * Starstreak looks over at the pouncing and giggles as she watches, wondering what it's like. Talek sits where he's joined the elves just inside the gambling pavilion, and his silver eyes flicker a bit, as he seems to consider. Jasmael watches Ahdran leave, curious for a moment. Gelnah leaps into the air. Gelnah has left. Overhead, Gelnah soars upward from the dancing square below. You locksend, to Starstreak, Rhentagoth: ** She is with us, yes. ** Overhead, Gelnah has left downwards towards Tyldak's nest, flying almost out of sight underneath the bridge. Jasmael smiles, and kisses Newhope's nose, before sitting up. Rhentagoth locksends, to Starstreak, Talek: ** Yes. That's correct. ** Ynderra hmmms. Then, mischievously, slides a sidewise glance at Startoucher. Ah, what the hey. *LEAP!* Dennah smiles. NewHope beeps. Starstreak smiles brightly at a send, thinking she's done something wonderful and good. Rhentagoth sends openly ** Wonderful, wonderful. ** Talek exhales a soft breath, studying Rhentagoth speculatively. Startoucher EEEP's! as Ynderra flies towards him. He drops his wine and his eyes widen, as does his grin. You sense in a locksend to Rhentagoth, Talek: Starstreak seems to come alive as if praised. ** and safe? ** Brightfire gives up subtlety and stands, brushing sand off her rangy length, and watches Talek. Tylek arches an eyebrow at Rhentagoth and Starstreak. Talek inclines his head quietly. You sense in a locksend, Trollkiller ? You locksend, to Starstreak, Rhentagoth: ** We are both safe, with our mates and children, and the tribe that has cared for us. ** You locksend, to Brightfire, Trollkiller: ** They... ask about Sorrow. Whether she and I are well and safe. ** Starstreak smiles brightly and nods to Talek. Trollkiller locksends ** Oh, is _that_ all? Good. ** WolfFlame laughs as she sees Startoucher's face. Bramble shakes her head, giggling. Grown-ups. Ynderra beams with satisfaction, hey, that's the second time she's sent wine spilling at this Festival. "Whoops!" Brightfire locksends, to Trollkiller, Talek: ** You are. ** Startoucher giggles and backs away from Ynderra a bit... but only to return the tackle... he moves fast for an old guy... Ynderra eeeeeeeeee! *oof* You sense in a locksend to Starstreak, Talek: Rhentagoth's send seems to lose some of it's happy tone as he hears news of mates and chilren. ** I see. I'd been worried that Arial had perished under this horrible light the surface folk here seem to prefer. ** Startoucher grins as he tackles her, and spices the revenge up a bit with some fierce tickling. Talek glances out into the sunlight, which has seemed to leave him untroubled, and then back to Rhentagoth and Starstreak. Thornstaff emerges from the shelter of the canopy. Thornstaff has arrived. Starstreak just stands behind Rhentagoth and looks at the table of food as if hungry all over again. You locksend, to Starstreak, Rhentagoth: ** No... my sister has helped her to live under the light. ** Overhead, Door rises up from below. Thornstaff walks out from under the canopy stretching from a nap. Overhead, Door flies down. Door glides down from above. Door has arrived. Ynderra squeals, tickled, and tries frantically to tickle back! Jasmael blinks at the descending arrival. ** She's awake... ** Door floats down, dandilion like, smiling and looking for people she knows. Tylek smiles and nods a hello to Door from his place seated under the gambling pavillion. Door sends openly ** Hello! ** Starstreak blinks and looks up, never seeing so many gliders in one area EVER before. Startoucher laughs, not letting up on Ynderra, tickling the treeweecrap outta her... Then he notices Door and does a double take. ** High Ones! Door... You are awake! ** WolfFlame grins, ** Heyla! ** Ynderra giggles hysterically, up until Startoucher suddenly stops, and then she blinkblinks muzzily. ? Door drifts down by Tylek, because she knows him ** Yes... Neela woke me. I didn't know you were here too Tylek. ** Thornstaff looks around. Sun-Toucher heads for the shelter of the canopy. Sun-Toucher has left. Thornstaff sends openly ** Heyla cousins... ** Trollkiller locksends, to Jasmael, Talek: ** What kind of name is "Door" anyway? ** Tylek nods briefly to Door, the slightest hint of a scowl crossing his lips. ** Indeed, I was left here when our party moved on to the Palace. ** Talek blinkblinks, distracted by the arrival of the new Glider. You locksend, to Jasmael, Trollkiller: ** I do not know... ** Jasmael locksends, to Trollkiller, Talek: ** It's what Grandmother called her. ** Thornstaff looks at you. You sense in a locksend to Starstreak, Talek: Rhentagoth doesn't seem to recall you having a sister. < confusion > That's good. I had been the one to rescue her from the cavein after the World Quake, and subsequently cared for her and helped her regain her health. I'm glad to hear she has met others who will care for her. Starstreak looks at the new arrival and smiles shyly. Door sends openly ** Oh... Eveshka brought me to the Palace to visit Azeure and Alorn... is it true that we're not going back?? ** Overhead, Telia has arrived from beneath the bridge below from Tyldak's nesting area. Trollkiller blinks at names he recognizes. Overhead, Telia flies down. Telia glides down from above. Telia has arrived. Dennah goes south. Dennah has left. Door giggles as a question is sent to her and turns to Trollkiller ** Door is not my name... it is what I was. ** For an instant Tylek turns even paler then usual, ** I do not beleive that is the plan. ** Talek nods quietly to Rhentagoth. Ynderra blinkblinks, at the talk among the Gliders. Ooh, this might be worth listening to. She sits up and tilts her head, curiously. Starstreak shifts her weight slightly as she stands there like a good girl. WolfFlame looks between everyone casually Door looks a little relieved ** Eveshka said we wouldn't be gone long... I'm certain we're already missed. ** Drynnyan arrives from the crossroads, looking around to see who is here. Drynnyan has arrived. Telia glides down quietly into the center of the square, looking around to see who's here. Drynnyan nods to Rhentagoth. Tylek arches a dark eyebrow at Door, ** I was told Azeure was here as well. ** Startoucher blinks at Door from atop Ynderra, then blinks some more. Trollkiller looks _more_ confused, and sends something. Drynnyan smiles at Starstreak. "Hello." Brightfire watches the ongoings with half an eye, paying most attention to Talek, who seems, really, to be doing just fine. WolfFlame nods, ** Azeure is here...** Door nods ** Yes.. I came here from the Palace with him ** You locksend, to Jasmael, Trollkiller: ** I thought that... the Gliders did not leave their Mountain? ** Door giggles again and nods to Trollkiller ** I am a rockshaper.. and I was the Door ** Tylek folds his hands over his chest, ** Then you would know better then I what the plan was. ** Talek, distracted now by the talk in the square, looks out from where he is sitting. Door looks at you. Startoucher sends openly ** Door, how did you wake up? ** Telia sends openly ** Greetings Tylek, is this where you've been hiding? ** Jasmael locksends, to Trollkiller, Talek: ** I'm as confused as you are. ** Thornstaff sighs and walks to a shadowed wall and leans against it quietly Jasmael sends openly ** Door... why're you out here? ** Rhentagoth locksends, to Starstreak, Talek: ** I was not the only one to worry when you and Arial suddenly disappeared. I'm sure there are people in the Underworld that would be happy to hear of your travels and good news of your return. Perhapse you would accept an invitation to return back the Underworld for a short time with me after the festival and speak with everyone? ** Starstreak scratches idly at her neck as if bored with standing and kneels by a small flower that's near blossoming. Tylek narrows his eyes as he glances over at Telia. Startoucher sends openly ** Malene? How did you wake up? ** Thornstaff looks at starstreak with a grin WolfFlame smiles and nods to Startoucher You sense in a locksend to Rhentagoth, Talek: Starstreak sends are filled with innocent joy, ** yes.. come visit.. come tell us stories! Maybe we can have a festival or dance! I can sing you a song ! ** Thornstaff stands and walks over to starstreak Drynnyan smiles at a send. Door plops down to sit right where she is and composes herself a bit ** Well... Neela woke me.. I'm afraid I can't really tell much of what happend... it was very unusual. ** Starstreak looks up at Thornstaff shyly, ** clear tunnels ** Startoucher nods. ** I see... ** he sends with a very thoughtful look on his face. After some pondering, he decides to return to tickling the hell outta Ynderra. Startoucher does so. Rhentagoth locksends, to Starstreak, Talek: ** < chuckles softly at Stars's enthusiasm > ** Ynderra squeals! Starstreak blushes at a send and giggles to herself. Startoucher giggles and pins Ynderra down. Jasmael sets her arm around Newhope's waist. Door nods to Trollkiller ** But I did it for a very very long time and everyone forgot my name... so they called me Door after what I did. ** Startoucher grins at Ynderra. Thornstaff nods to starstreak as he kneels beside her, he brings his hand to the flower, concentrating, **Bright blooms, cousin...** Tylek nods while he listens to Door's story, his eyes glazing over as he remembers. You locksend, to Starstreak, Rhentagoth: ** I will ask the others... and my mate and cub... what they wish to do. But thank you, for the invitation. ** magic sense tingles as the flower near Starstreak blooms to its full bright beauty Starstreak smiles at Thornstaff, ** isn't it beautiful? ** Door smiles over at Tylek ** I hope to return home soon... it isn't good to leave without finishing the reshaping ** Ynderra eeks, panting, and she pouts cutely at Startoucher. Mischievously, she tries to wriggle around to tickle HIM, her fingers glinting, brightly. Door blinks, and remembers she was suposed to be telling a story... Rhentagoth locksends, to Starstreak, Talek: ** Ofcourse, ofcourse. Take your time, enjoy the festival, and tell me of your decision after. ** Starstreak touches the flower's soft petals but doesn't dare take it from the ground. Startoucher eep's! a bit and loses his grip. He retaliates by tickling back... Telia frowns, ** Perhaps you can get Sar to take you back if you want to go back that badly. ** Thornstaff sends openly ** yes.. it is beautiful... ** Twinpath emerges from the shelter of the canopy. Twinpath has arrived. Starstreak looks back over to Talek and Rhen and smiles brightly. ** yes.. lets have some dancing and some fun ** SeaNight has arrived. SeaNight comes over and join Twinpath's side. Door sends openly ** I woke up... and Neela was there, so was Alorn and Milani... and I think a few others... ** Tylek nods to Door, ** Indeed, but I want to see the Palace first... it was our sweet Lord Voll's dearest dream... and.. ** Thornstaff takes a stick from his pack and concentrrates on it, shaping it with his mind to a small wooden flower and hands to to starstreak Ynderra wriggles about, in the tussle with Startoucher, giggling breathlessly. Tickletickletickletickle! Door smiles at Tylek ** You will love it... the place breathes magic... the stone all but vibrates under your fingers ** Startoucher EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP's with feeling. Twinpath smiles gently as she enters the dancing square and finds a seat. Firststrike arrives from the crossroads, looking around to see who is here. Firststrike has arrived. Talek inclines his head, and smiles shyly to Rhentagoth and Starstreak, before he rises, and moves to rejoin Brightfire. Door blinks over at Startoucher and Ynderra ** What is she doing to him? ** Mender arrives from the south boundary path. Mender has arrived. Starstreak smiles at Thornstaff shyly and takes the flower, ** thank you.. ** Tylek sighs softly and nods to Door. Firststrike looks around at all. SeaNight yelps and bounds over to Ynderra a familar scent. Twinpath nods with a smile to Mender. Ynderra eeks! as she's bounded upon by both Startoucher and the wolf-cub. Mender nods pleasantly to all. Starstreak stands from where she's kneeling as Talek walks off and brushes the sand from her leathers. Startoucher pants and barely manages to send... ** She's tickling me to exhaustion! ** Door frowns slightly at the romping elves... gliders don't tickle each other much you see... at least not around Door. Firststrike notices Mender arrive and walks slowly toward him. Door sends openly ** Why? ** Ynderra giggles! ** Because it's FUN! ** she sends, too breathless to speak. Mender tilts his head quizzically at Firststrike Twinpath raises an eyebrow at Firststrike and watches tensely. SeaNight licks Ynderra's face playfully. Firststrike sends openly ** Hello Mender. ** Overhead, Gelnah has arrived from beneath the bridge below from Tyldak's nesting area. Startoucher pants... and regains some of his lost composure. ** Yeah! Oh... I guess it's been a while since you've had a roll in the furs... ** Overhead, Azeure has arrived from beneath the bridge below from Tyldak's nesting area. Overhead, Azeure flies down. Azeure glides down from above. Azeure has arrived. Overhead, Gelnah flies down. Gelnah glides down from above. Gelnah has arrived. WolfFlame grins and waves to Mender Startoucher scratches his chin in thought, then glances towards Azeure and waves to him. Mender nods slowly to Firststrike. "Heyla." Azeure smiles and nods a hello to all WolfFlame smiles to Azeure and Gelnah Tylek looks up and nods, ** Azeure. ** Ynderra sends around wolf-cub slobber, ** No comment! ** Starstreak ohs and giggles, so many gliders then suddenly she blushes a bright red and giggles as she looks at Thornstaff. Twinpath chuckles. Trollkiller heads for the shelter of the canopy. Trollkiller has left. Firststrike sends openly ** Mender I would like to apologize for last night. I was wrong to punish the child. ** Azeure smiles to Tylek ** Ah.. so good to see you again ** Talek hugs Brightfire quietly, sends something private to her, then smiles at Trollkiller and Jasmael and slips off to the north. Azeure arches a brow to Startoucher Talek goes north. Talek has left. Gelnah nods to Wolfflame, landing besides Azuere. Door is intently studying Yenderra and Startoucher's behavior... trying to figure out the nuances of this tickling thing. Firststrike lowers his head. SeaNight yelps playfully, looks up at Ynderra expectantly. Bramble's eyes glint as she sneaks over and tries to tickle Door. Mender quirks a brow, rather taken by surprise by that comment. Brightfire smiles, and after a moment, follows after Talek. Brightfire goes north. Brightfire has left. [End log; here, Brightfire and Talek go back to the Willowholt camp for rest.]