#rivervale_lodge

Kerri, meanwhile, has made sure that a) Olgar doesn't burn the meat with all the distractions, and b) that there's plenty of food within read of the folks who are in deep discussion.

OLgar has watched the meat like a hawk, that's important stuff. Now distribution of it? mmm okay

She also sets more food at a different table and aims the childlings and younger wilders at that one.

A creak of a smile on his stony face, as he obliges with a tale of how his father before him discovered the place of natural beauty - a small but distinct wellspring of glamour, and fought to protect it from the loggers who would have despoiled the entire forest. The allies he formed of the most unusual sort - Bears that can walk as men, also fighting for their sacred places, so few in this world, though they saw the loggers as agents of some mysterious evil spirit.

"Garou? No, that is wolf-shaped..." Brekke mutters.

"They're just pooka, but they don't know better." Connor confides to Dagmar, and any other young ones who might listen, as he sneakily takes not one, but TWO hotdogs, biting off of each one hand at a time.

"They are the children of the forest, and that is enough for me. I do not pry into their affairs, and they respect the same. We are not so different, we and they... in some respects." The troll rumbles.

"...Okay..."

Connor offers one of the hotdogs, half eaten, to Dagmar. "I'm not that hungry." Despite the full to groaning table nearby.

Wag... wag wag?

Sylvi eats distractedly, glancing at the "grown-ups" group repeatedly.

Tove and her father begin to sing and play softly, not so loud as they'll beat out the conversations

"Sleep out in the woods away
Running through the rain
Deep in the barrow a trance induced
Midsummer sunrise

A sparrow falls through the dawn and air and mist
Set in stone, searching for a signal
Beams through the atmosphere
A white stone door

In a palace of light, in a circle of ice
Through centuries of tears, we danced all night
Wander in the grain washed up on the shore
A white stone door

Sleep out in the woods away
Running through the rain
Deep in the barrow a trance induced
Midsummer sunrise

Dance the toes right off your feet
Making up the story as you go
The dancers are all dead we know
Behind the white stone door

Through smoke and drums, a standing wave
Trapped in a chamber forever
Getting louder everyday
A white stone door"

"Um.. no thanks." She waves off the hot dog.

Matthais settles back, eyes closing as he listens to the song, one foot tapping along. Were the tables not built for trolls, he might have shaken it with the movement.

Connor quickly scarfs the rejected food, before she can change her mind!

Appreciative applause, and Kerri refills drinks for both Tove and Torald.

Dag picks at her own food.

Sylvi murmurs to Colton, "I'm glad you're going to be able to help him."

Jaymes sits near Dagmar, "Something wrong Champ?"

Noticing that the spread of food includes a ham, Connor sneakily takes the meaty center bone out of the pile of sliced meat before retreating to a corner with it. If the hounds follow, they will be treated to scraps of the meat pulled off, before the boy settles cross-legged to gnaw at the bone himself.

Her gaze flicks to the pooka, then down. A shrug.

Colton admits in a whisper to Sylvi 'I just thought if he was heading back tonight, it should be someone not of rivervale to go with him so you guys could have your fun, but I'm happy to escort him in the morning"

The groups chat, songs and stories break out both formally and infomally.

"Yeah," Sylvi smiles, then looks at him. "You can stay until morning?"

"Sure, have to, need to escort him" A wink "So...feeling sleepy?"

"Noooo." Sylvi grins, then leans in close to whisper, "If Dagmar craps out, don't mess with her. She's off-limits this year."

Colton nods

Jaymes gives Dagmar a knowing look, "We'll help him. Find other ways."

And while she's close, and the adults are otherwise involved, she gives Colton a quick kiss on the cheek.

Oglar near Kerri suddenly feels his back hairs tingle

"I don't think he's alright, yeah."

Jaymes nods, "We'll talkk about it later if you want. Otherriwse we'll just hang. Try to have fun if you can, but don't fake smiles for my sake. You're my kid, not youtube kitten video. "

Then he adds,"it's IS youtube irght? the streaming catvideo collecting hamster dance place?"