
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.