#rivervale_lodge

Stormwake does the equine equivlient of clearing his throat. Still here, you know?

Connor discretely waves at Stormwake, offering out the grungy sugar cubes.

Stormwake partakes, his turn to whisk a tail

"Yeah, chaos."

Petting Stormwake's nose, he giggles. "No, Horses. If you want cows, you gotta go to the farm."

The old Skald says "Connor might have a point about cows being easier. This lot seems to have a lot of personality" Sympathy for Dagmar

"Well, I wouldn't want them to be different from who they are..."

"would different horses NOT take my apple?" Snow inquires "Just curious"

Star is meanwhile nuzzling Stormwake softly. It may look sweet and gentle, but for those who know her and see her ears flick back a little. Sugar?! Sugar!

"It was Star's apple, not yours. I know you had plums this morning."

"Plums, plural!"

"Yes.. minus one apple..." Mutter "some plums"

CRUNCH, getting the most of it while he can

Star eventually bullies the large stallion aside and licks the remnants of sugar from the hands of a gigging Connor.

"Yuck." the monkey says "For fruit I understand."

Resigned, and there ARE benefits, the Stallion endures this.

"Well, horses are different."

"Well, you certainly seemed to have a special spot in your heart for horses," Her grandpa says "But then, you like animals period"

"I do. I might become a vet. Or a ranger."

"She likes ME and I'm a wild thing. Like Max!"

"I am not allowed to have Wild Rumpuses after 9pm though." A belabored sigh.

"I could just eat you up!"

Grin.

A squeak! "I brought cookies!" Quickly offering these over.

Torin gives a powerful belly laugh at that

"Oh, well, I'll have these instead."

"Thank you COnnor."

He makes an overly exaggerated forehead wipe of relief.

This earns him a head tossle

"Now i must find other fruit" A sigh from Snow

"You do not need every apple."

"But ..they are so juicy, and so.. so applely" Snow says looking wistful.

"If you ate every apple, you would get sick."

"Remember the last time, in the Lodge kitchen?"

Snow touches her gut, "yes, my belly betrayed me. Dark times. Sad times"

Torin raises a brow "I think I missed this story"

"Snow... well..."

"The farm had made a delivery, and she was left alone..."

"I love the farm" Snow says

Torin says "oh dear"

"It was kind of impressive, actually."

"She managed to fit it ALL into her?" Torin says, and yes, he does look impressed

"I think maybe she bends space and time in her belly?"

"oooo..." The monkey looks down at her gut "it is a good belly most of the time"

"Yes, it is."

"We might have raisins at home."

"ooo raisins.. sad grapes, but grapes none theless"

"THey're good in cookies."

"Yes.." snow says "Forgive.. I must go save fruit" And she bounces off

Torin watches her go "It's like she was born of dreams of gluttony like a redcap, only the nice side"