#rivervale_lodge

"Ohhhh..." She frowns. "That's a good reason to hide."

"Darn straight" Siv says "You were treated as a pet? Even flopsy isn't chained"

"I do not know the Flopsy, but slave, pet, call it what you likke, I did not like it" Snow says

"Well, I don't know how much food there is in the woods for... what do monkeys eat? We have bananas at home..."

"Oh you have fruit?" Snow looks almost wistful

"Well, sure, nto a lot, but some" Siv nods

"Well, we have to patrol now, but you can have bananas after we're done..."

"I sometimess eat beettlesand bugs. there are sometimes ones in the tree bark but...it's cold here, they are gone, or sleep"

"Oh, yeah. It's winter. Not even stinkbugs are out."

Siv snaps her fingers "Here.. uhm.. Dagmar, you have any of that fruitcake on you? "

"Um..." She checks pockets... granola bar... one of Tove's cheese rolls... and yes, a chunk of fruitcake wrapped in a napkin. "Yeah?"

"Oooooo..." Snow sniffs.

Siv says "I have a bit too, little more than a mouthful, but if you squirrel it away?"

Snow's large green eyes widen in disbelief and delight.

Then she scrambles down and holds out a hand eyes hopeful

"I mean, you might get bugs.. but if you eat bugs..."

Dagmar hands over the cake, easily enough. "The green bits are cherries, I know, it's weird."

"Ooo Cherries" She begins to munch, and her tail snatches the one in Siv's hand too.

"Hey" Siv says surprised, "Your tail can hold things?"

Munch nom mouthful "uh hurrm" nod nod. Snow eats two more bites, then jumps up a tree seeking a knothole "Maybe up here"

"Are you warm enough?" Concerned.

"Most the times, but sometimes no.." Snow says "Why are you helping me? " A tilt of her head, "You both do that? Carry weapons, but give food? Have might, but offer shelter?"

She puffs a little. "We're trolls."

"Oh, yes, that would explain it" Snow says "I have heard of trolls."

"But never seen one until now?" Siv is surprised.

"Nope, you two are the first" Snow ssays

"You must be very new here..."

"Very" Snow agrees

"Well, lots of trolls here." She nods. "Maybe if you had some kind of shelter, you'd be warmer?"

"I would...' Snow considers. And there is suddenly growling!

"That's not our dogs..." Siv says at the growling

Snow swallows "Must go. Bye" And shoots up a tree

A grim look and she adjusts her grip on Flyswatter.

Siv turns and.. a figure enters. He looks a bit like an Eshu, but something is off about the man. One blue eye, one green, and three large dogs on collars. The breeds look like Mastiffs, varying from Gray to Black. Their collars are studded

"You found her, yet boys? Where's my snow where's my... bloody hell , boys. Those are trolls"

The strange fae sniffs

She frowns, amber eyes narrowed. "Trolls of Rivervale. This is Rivervale."

"I don't get a bloody shit where it is, missy. Just looking for what's mine" The fellow says. "You seen a monkey? White fur, green eyes?"

"Yeah, no. You don't get to just be a jerk on our turf."

"Well,... now," He grins, teeth tinged with yellow. 'meaning no trouble... but hard being all polite and all when my dogs could slip off their chains any second now..." They growl.

Siv's eyes narrow, "they do, and you'll regret it"

"I mean, that ain't a real subtle threat. Actually, I'd call it pretty straightforward. Except, again, this is our turf."

"I'll ask again, have you seen my monkey?" The fae says with a WIDER grin, "Have you seen a chimerical monkey?"

"Lots of them," Siv says "Born on the high seas in the Dreaming, they were every bloody where, but they ain't exactly TYPICAL here, mister..." She does't use 'sir'

"Now, you aren't looking in need of rescue... so you got any real business here?"

"Call me Acero Bent. And No no..I'll just..kkeep looking for what's mine on me own" He eyes the two girls, and for some reasons looks at their necks.

Siv glares at him.

"Well, you ain't looking here then. You want to petition the chief for permission, you can. But until then, you and your dogs can get moving."

"Well, aren't you a pair of feisty little bi... ladies" Acero Bent grins "come on boys, we'll find my Snow. No one keeps me from mine." And they move away "No one." the dogs growl at the girls and move on with their master.

"The way away is that direction." She indicates with a jerk of her chin. "No deeper into these woods."