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[STRUT] A little nibble (Mulberry/Falchior/Clower/Twilla)

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PostPosted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 2:08 pm


The Summer Strut fills the forest with glamour for several nights, giving the participants plenty of time to spend time together and get to know each other better. All Sponsors who wants to are also getting the opportunity to mingle with the beauties as a token of gratitude for their contribution. And who knows? It might be a great opportunity to forge new friendships and find new business.

Tonight Twilla and Falchior are the centre of attention. Mmmm... Foood!

((OOC: You can assume that this RP takes place near the Crownleaf Theatre, south of Deep Woods.))
PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 2:19 pm


Falchior started setting up first. Although there were still few Sentinels about, the party atmosphere was already beginning to lighten the mood, and the gatherer hummed to himself as he set out his wares, carefully positioning the many mushrooms he'd gathered. Rokku watched him with dark, inquisitive eyes. The reptile was lounging languidly a few branches over, idly flicking his tongue and waiting for Falchior to toss him a treat. The Sentinel, however, was ignoring his companion's behavior as he arranged and re-arranged his mushrooms. Would they look best in a spiral pattern? Arranged by shape? By size? Pfft. Who was he kidding? They'd be best arranged in rows and separated by color so that it was easy to tell the various varieties from each other. Keep the flavors separate, and that way nobody's gonna be upset. Yes, that was the way to do it. The big Mist fluffed himself once, then smoothed himself down. He was really quite nervous; while he wasn't the same withdrawn, stuttering ball of feathery awkward he'd been a few seasons ago, he certainly wasn't Mister Social Graces yet.

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PostPosted: Tue Jul 21, 2009 3:53 pm


User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show. Oh, how she had prepared for this particular night!

Twilla couldn't help but to hoot quietly with excitement as she shifted herself gracefully towards the Crownleaf Theatre, a place she had not visited in some time. Her pack was heavy with the fruits of her labor and the added weight of her two, blue marked companions. The mus and skurri clung to the pack's straps and watched with wonderment at the gathering of sentinels before them and, although they did not exactly understand what was occuring or why so many of the feathered beings were gathered in one spot, both were well aware of the danger that so many hungry beaks posed.

Perhaps it would of been better if she at least left the skurri in her territory and just brought Auze, but the active little Tikki refused to be left alone, especially if Jester was going to be out and busy in this particular night.

The young Gatherer was lost in thought as she entertained the notion of what it would be like to be one of the contestants, , but her attention was snagged by a familiar form, another gatherer she had had the pleasure of meeting in the past.

"Falchior!" She sounded a cheery hoot as she landed on the platform, stumbling slightly thanks to the added weight of her hefty pack. The atmosphere was already light and jovial, what with the festivities of the Summer Strut, but seeing a familiar being only seemed to brighten the evening.

Practically the moment she landed, the two companions slipped from her pack and began unloading it. She had to give Tikki a sharp glare, just as the skurri was about to munch on a nut. The dejected little creature reluctantly added it to the pile.

"Providing for the festivities, too, I see! How have you been?"
PostPosted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 6:30 am


User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.So many Sentinels gathered together in one place could have made anyone a little uncomfortable. Mulberry, however, felt like a Skurri in the Matron's storeroom. So many to talk to, so many new friends to be made, and so many contacts to cultivate.

Between answering questions and greeting the judges and stalking Mus Keepers that she had met before, as well as letting herself be distracted, now and again, by a handsome face or a delightful conversation, Mulberry had built up quite an appetite.

Therefore, she was currently gravitating towards where the Gatherers and Hunters had started setting up shop, hoping to find some stall that was already open. If she happened to find someone that was interesting to talk to as well... all the better!

Through the milling crowd, she caught a glimpse of some very tasty-looking mushrooms, and though she was currently in need of something a little bit more sustaining, she figured that mushrooms was as good a place to start as any.

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