#earthrunes

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Coradel may notice that August and Leonora dance...VERY well together, way too well together for this to be a first time.

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In a tree, Jennette gives a contented sigh. Bird might give a soft purring sound, more feline than Avian, and then... a third happy moan.

Who the hell is up in these branches?

The celebration is 'over' or at least the official ceremony is, now is the clean up and the going back to....oh dear

A rustle of feathers, sleepily startled. "Mmm?"

Ludmila the warden, well, obviously she had the earlier shift with the children but is now fine, dowses on a two branches that work to support trolish size. The older woman is as naked as any one else, and looks content..

Well then. A gentle caress for the trolless, and another for Jennette. "Wake softly, doves..."

"oh my," Jennette says looking down, but her skill at staying in the saddle serves her well, "yes, I fear my cantrip has exxpired by now but ..how.." A curious look to the troll

Ludmilla wakes, but perhaps not so softly, "mmm?" And she looks down "Aiee" And CLiNGS to the branch with trollish might

"Shh, shh... good morning, Ludmilla..." Sparrow reaches out to rest a hand on the trolless's arm. Her balance is actually rather uncanny...

"Oh sweet Danu" Gripping, "Damn satyr Gifts of pan anyway"

"You'll be fine. Promise. I don't have wayfare, but maybe we can climb?"

"I can help with that..." Jennette says

"You, Dove, are a lovely flyer."

A blush "Merci"

then Jennette strokes Ludmilla, "Jump carefully."

Ludmilla does, and lands, putting most of her weight on her good leg, then realizes she's still nude, "uhm, are my clothes up there?"

"And a talented dame, too..." Sparrow looks for the troll's clothing. "Ah... let me see..."

mmm yes, while, slightly ripped in spots, there's a Tabard, and a top... "I found a boot"

Is that a wrestling singlet? Good lord, how did THAT get up here?

Sparrow collects what she finds before fluttering down. It seems she's not clothed in much beyond tumbling hair and body paint, herself.

Jennette blushes as she gets herself down below, "I think you'll find one of your undergarments ah...over there. " Sure of it, then again, she may have hurled it that way to ..ah get at her. BLUSH

Ludmilla is lavender, "Baroness, Dame, I apologize for my...presumptions and lack of professionalism. It won't happen again"

"It was Beltaine! I hope you aren't upset?" She holds out the clothing. "I'm certainly not. Jennette?"

"Non, not at all"

She takes the clothing "i... I should be strong enough to find my own solutions, not go running into moments of...nevermind. I mean no insult, ladies."

"Well, holidays are for celebration and enjoyment. Did you have fun?"

Begrudging, "Well, yes... I. you two are both very... thank you."

"The thanks are mutual," Jennette assures the troll

She stretches up to peck Ludmilla on the cheek. "See? Good."

Ludmilla says "What will the chldlings think if they find out?"

"That... what? You slept in a tree?" A gently humorous tone. "They might all decide they wish to sleep in trees."

"That you slept with company? Well... many others did, too, so that isn't noteworthy."

"And while I sometimes cringe at how the boggans make gossip of all," Jennette says, "They know who is ready for that gossip, and who is not. The children will hear nothing too adult for them unless they are spying, like childlings sometimes do."

"I agree with Jennette. We all wish to protect the kids."

"Yes, I ..suppose. I ..." she taes a deep breath, "Thank you"

"And thank you! Happy spring. Join us for breakfast, once I find my dress?"

"Oh, here I think..." cLothes are dug for and.. well , found, mostly intact and surprisingly clean

Ludmilla does smile a bit as she finds her own under garment dangling from a low branch

"Thanks...." And she shimmies back into it - bedheaded, unbelted, barefoot... and she's still the image of a pre-raphaelite painting in the morning sun.

Ludmilla admires despite herself, and Jennette sighs in admiration openly

Ludmilla takes a breath "I ..would never presume, but perhaps, one or both of you would like to get some coffee sometime?"

"I think I want pancakes! Coming, ladies? And.... coffee, that might be nice, too."

"Pancak... sure, I.. I like pancakes" Ludmilla blushes as she too is ..well, mostly dressed.

Jennette says "Oh you Americans, always eating such heavy things." Then "I am, of course , in."

"We haven't mastered crepes. You'll have to educate..." A playful flutter, and she sashays back towards the hold.

Jennette laughs, "Savages" But follows and even takes the troll's hand

Ludmilla smiles weakly at first, but it brightens a bit further, and she allows this, following for Pancakes