#rivervale_lodge

Star moves like the wind... a bit girthier ? hard to tell but it's not slowing her down

"It's time!"

Torin wakes up like an army soldier near a front line... grabs things and follows "Clem there?"

"Clem's there, Kerri is manning the kitchen..."

"Good! " He moves "Come on , Racer! " For an old fart, he seems to be making good time but he also understands "You go ahead... I'll just slow you down"

"Okay! See you there!"

Torin nods and waves her on

"Good girl, let's get back..." A neck-pat, and Star - wide or not - flies low across the ground.

Music plays chimerically... but it's not Torin, nor Tove... it's just the Dreaming ?

it's ambient... effusive...

"Ah, push it
Ah, push it!"

Eyebrow!

"Oooh, baby, baby
Baby, baby
Oooh, baby, baby
Baby, baby!"

The back up dancing storks are perhaps a bit much

Star is put up in her stable as Dagmar hops off... and heads into the lodge to see EVERYONE seems to be piling in.

Tiffany is bringing drinks out of the kitchen

"Hey, Daggo... looks like we're on the clock. "

Star rolls her eyes. So much fuss. Tsk. Sweethands didn't even remember an apple. A soft stamp, but she'll forgive it... this time.

Vali Is on guard ready for patrols it seems

Dirk's yelling "Anne Marie wants you guys to know she'll be here soon as she can and she's so happy for..oh god this sounds stupid.. so happy for you and hug hugh kiss .. you know what? She's backing your play. I am going out on patrol! GAH!"

Oh, Star will get her turn for fuss.

Symon.... is NOT here. Connor is busily stacking up piles of towels that may or may not be in the way

Gerd is operating the phone! "Yes, yes, we'll let you know. We appreciate Kyle patroling."

And she's dialing another person, or getting another call "Yup, that's right , Lucia... no not yet."

Dagmar bursts back into the lodge. "How is she?"

Vali says "So far, lots of noise up there... a few grunts... but no declaration of delievery"

A fussy noise as her eyes cast up at the ceiling.

Vali puts a hand on Dagmar's shoulder "You've all got this. WE'Ve all got this. Solid?"

"I know, I know..."

Vali nods "The sound track going on is crazy"

Torin comes in "Probably the mother in question... she's very musical and ever since that Starfish she's been full of tunes I never heard of"

Gerd is on the phone, "That's right, Mrs. Wayburton! No still in labor. What? Yoga practice? Yes.. yes I'm sure that would help"

Kerri is making sure everybody has food and, hopefully, chores/tasks to keep them busy (and out from underfoot).

Dagmar is not panicking... she is, however, pacing.

Brekke comes in to check on everybody now and then, nodding at news of progress if any.

Torin is pacing too

Brekke provides Dagmar with carving tools and a good bit of oak. "Perhaps it will be something for the baby," she suggests.

Outside a window, a horde of chimerical amazons calling for universal castration charges by

Vali says "I think I'll patrol later."

"Hush, you," Brekke says absently to the charging amazons.

"Wise," she nods to Vali.

And the amazons do seem to fade a bit faster as the Chieftain disapproves

"Right, right..."

Now she can pace AND CARVE.

At least this means she's not chewing the skin off her knuckles.

Jack Flap says "There are SO many Chimerical cabbages"

Kerri passing through says, "That means plenty of chimerical cole slaw."

And upstairs.. Sylvi finds herself getting an education, "Now, you time the contractions, of course, but sometimes that can be utlized with a bunk when needed."

"yes, Hearth" Jack Flap salutes the Hearth "Should I go get some? That wouldn't hurt the kid right? "

"How would a bunk work for that?" Sylvi says, confused. This is a kind of first-hand internship in Spring arts and their application that she hasn't had before.