#baronyofthesilverwolf

Blossom cleans up areas around the ayrie, Baroness Nadeen may handle the birds, but Blossom is still useful and going to make things ALL super clean so Dame Calanthe will consider her the FAVORITE childling.

After a while, she has an audience. "Why you sucking up?" Briar snorts. The redcap stays well out of kicking range, though she makes a point to make it looks like that's just where she decided to lean anyways.

"I'm not sucking up, Briar. " She says in a wiser than you tone, "People like to be appreciated. I know I do."

"Damn Calanthe only 'ppreciates herself. You'll learn."

Briar sidles a little closer and asks, "Who'd'ya think stole Marigold's rolls? Me, I got an air-tight alibi, I weren't even HERE. I don't think it was you, you can eat alright, but not an entire tray of buns." Briar finds herself salivating a little just thinking about it. "And I'd smell bread on you if you did."

"You didn't do it?" the girl gapes "But you ALWAYS Do it. "

Mind you, she's more surprised that she believes Briar, and still keeps her own distance

"Even -I- ain't able to eat a dozen rolls from the Farm. Not that they don't have good grub there, too. And LOTS of it. They know how to feed ya, I tell you what. And if it's not as fancy as Mari makes, well, there's always lots of it."

"You know what -I- think it was?"

"what?" dubious

"I bet it was a Piskey. EVERYONE knows that Piskey steal. It's what they DO. Just like trolls guard, and sidhe are bossy snots, and redcaps rip and tear." She nods with certainty. "Get pranked, you know it was a pook. Get robbed, look for the Pesk."

"But, I don't think we HAVE a piskie" she scratches her chin

"I mean, a visitor now and then maybe?"

"You wouldn't be a very good thief if people knew you were there." A grin spreads on her face. "And you know what comes with Piskeys? Ya ever heard of a 'spriggan'?"

"No" She shakes her head. "What's a Spriggan?"

"Spriggans are the deep-dark buddies of Piskies. They like to steal too. But they only like to steal one thing. Kids." Briar has a wide grin at this, but she seems more reveling in telling the info, than in telling a lie.

A gulp, "But.. just mortal kids right? Like sons of adam and daughters of eve, they wouldn't take KITHAIN kids. That would get them in trouble" Firm nod. Yes, the firmer the nod, the better the warding of the scary notions

“Kith kids are their favorite. What’s better to take than someone that would be missed?

You know, no one knows yet what centaurs are good for. What if what your kith does is just makes folk wanna kidnap them?”

She clutches her broom "I.." She can't argue, she was kidnapped before, her eyes widen "but.. no... I'm... " But it fits into her own narrative. She's Special. Of course they'd want to kidnap her, she looks about as if expecting a spriggan with a bag "how do we watch out for spriggans? I mean.. how do you tell if there is one?"

“Gee, I dunno. But you keep on ahead sucking up. The more people like you, the better target you'll be. But you say the Dame likes you. I guess we'll see if you're worth rescuing twice.”

“Wait… she ain’t even HERE.” Briar shrugs.

Wide eyes, GULP!

"But others would rescue me. MY Kith is liked."

“I guess we'll have to wait n see. Well, I gotta go. Somma us got REAL work to do. See ya!”

Briar swaggers off with a grin.

And soon, a little centauress goes DOUBLE fast on sweeping and.... flees to her room

(End scene)