#bergen_county

"I could potentially acquire some bits of twine."

Kerri looks past them towards the bridge. "You said your parents are back at the Farm?"

"Slaving away."

"Yup. Mom's putting up a solar panel on some extra barn thing. Dad's helping ... the Chief was guilty after she stalked my sister in hawk form."

"Hmm." A nod. "And they know you're exploring trods on your own?"

"I wasn't scared for a second! And then she was a duck, and who is scared of ducks?"

"Don't underestimate ducks."

"Streetlights?" She looks to see if any are on.

Not a streetlight to be seen from here.

"Oh, for sure - they can be mallard-cious."

That gets a wince.

Amity GRINS!

GROAN "See why I want to sell her?"

She restrains a sigh before looking at Les again, expecting an answer.

"Pretty sure we're still a stone's throw AND no streetlight are on. We're good!"

"And lady, I'm a WILDER... sained and stuff... What kind of anal retentive parent doesn't let wilders wild?" He pauses and looks at his sister "And she is with me. Like luggage."

"Hey!"

"I'm practically a wilder, I'm not the baby."

"Well..." She considers. "As I said, I was headed towards the farm, and I've got these..." she uncovers a corner of what turns out to be a heaping pile of fresh cinnamon rolls, the icing sticking just a bit to the cloth. "How about you escort me safely over there. Once I pass these off to the Chieftain, I'm sure she'd be happy to dole them out."

Ls starts to weaken .. that's food. He's a cap. mmm

Bright orange eyes latch onto the treats. "Oooo." Her tone warbles - if the grey and iridescent feathers didn't give it away, her song would.

Kerri starts walking towards the bridge even before she gets an answer.

"You see, Rivervale and the DeBukes have a well-established partnership...." She starts to explain how they trade resources back and forth, and host each other's childlings.

"Well, now we know where the bridge goes...." She tugs on Les's sleeve, and follows the food.

"Right, we can get back. Cmon" He drags his sister after the food... err Kerri

Kerri muses to herself that she's being the pied piper, if you consider she piped the icing on the rolls...but that's just too silly to share.

And it works!

Pigeons are rats with wings thank you very much!

And back to the farm they go, where Kerri will speak with Clem about arranging for a more formal planned excursion for the new kids to see the Lodge and get to know the area a bit.

(Fade to that Piping.. err frosting)