06-01-2018, 07:32 PM
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A genuine smile lit up her features as her gaze fell upon Hazel. She had the perfect thing for the younger girl and hoped that she (and Arion, now that she thought about it) wouldn't mind. [color=#b14767]"Hazel, if you and Arion are feeling up to it, would you give the clan some tips on riding horses and tending to them? I think it'd be an interesting thing for us to learn," She offered with a quick nod of her head, thinking momentarily of the mare that her own mother once cared for. That creature had long since passed though... it'd do her no favors to dwell on it.
[color=#b14767]"Luna," She began, dismissing her thoughts and looking towards the Starstruck Guardian, [color=#b14767]"I'd like you to host a scavenger hunt. Find an acceptable prize to give the person who finds the most."
Suite came next and yet again another smile appeared upon her face. [color=#b14767]"It's been a long time since I've heard you play anything, mea vita. Would you perform for us?" She admittedly couldn't recall the last time that she had witness Suite playing... it was much needed and a welcome escape from Bastillepaw and the leeches.
Her attention settled upon Roy then and it took everything in her not to extend her condolences once more. She felt so bad for him - badder than she could put into words actually - and knew he needed something to divert his attention from his best friend's passing. [color=#b14767]"Roy, hold a paint war. Divide everyone into two groups and then go crazy," Margaery supplied, hoping that that would be enough to take his mind of Maes for even a little bit.
The faintest smell of alcohol brought her gaze to rest upon Bast, her weariness returning in that moment tenfold. He hated her. She knew that. She hated herself because he hated her. [color=#b14767]"Bastillepaw," She stopped, hesitating, worried that nothing she assigned him would be good enough, [color=#b14767]"Host a training session. We may be peaceful but we need to know how to fight."
She turned away from him quickly after that, finding that it was impossible to meet his stare without recollecting the murderous one she had been given a few days prior. Thankfully, she had Rin to look to. [color=#b14767]"Rin, I'd like you to set up a compliment booth of sorts. Have fun with it- you can charge as well if you'd like," She said lightly, once more hoping that the other female would be up to such. She was fairly exhausted by this point of time and sat back on her haunches, glad that, for the time being, she was done.
[color=#b14767]"If anyone would like a different task, just let me know."
[color=#b14767]"Luna," She began, dismissing her thoughts and looking towards the Starstruck Guardian, [color=#b14767]"I'd like you to host a scavenger hunt. Find an acceptable prize to give the person who finds the most."
Suite came next and yet again another smile appeared upon her face. [color=#b14767]"It's been a long time since I've heard you play anything, mea vita. Would you perform for us?" She admittedly couldn't recall the last time that she had witness Suite playing... it was much needed and a welcome escape from Bastillepaw and the leeches.
Her attention settled upon Roy then and it took everything in her not to extend her condolences once more. She felt so bad for him - badder than she could put into words actually - and knew he needed something to divert his attention from his best friend's passing. [color=#b14767]"Roy, hold a paint war. Divide everyone into two groups and then go crazy," Margaery supplied, hoping that that would be enough to take his mind of Maes for even a little bit.
The faintest smell of alcohol brought her gaze to rest upon Bast, her weariness returning in that moment tenfold. He hated her. She knew that. She hated herself because he hated her. [color=#b14767]"Bastillepaw," She stopped, hesitating, worried that nothing she assigned him would be good enough, [color=#b14767]"Host a training session. We may be peaceful but we need to know how to fight."
She turned away from him quickly after that, finding that it was impossible to meet his stare without recollecting the murderous one she had been given a few days prior. Thankfully, she had Rin to look to. [color=#b14767]"Rin, I'd like you to set up a compliment booth of sorts. Have fun with it- you can charge as well if you'd like," She said lightly, once more hoping that the other female would be up to such. She was fairly exhausted by this point of time and sat back on her haunches, glad that, for the time being, she was done.
[color=#b14767]"If anyone would like a different task, just let me know."
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