[KoE] Festival Preperation - Printable Version

The cycles had passed and so the wounds had begun to heal, although Rift knew that scars still existed, whether in the hearts of those that had fought in the battle or on their skin. His changes had been permanent, as well as Enka's, and Sebastian's eye had not regrown. There was still so much healing to do before everyone was finally free, but the news had come from Orion - Blackberry was dead at last. The threat of the Bloodberries remained in a single wolf and Rift didn't really consider that much of a danger. If she appeared ever again, she would be destroyed, whether by the Seven or by the Kingdom.

And so he had spread his word through the Kingdom of Eridanus: now that the caves had finally left their era of terror behind, the Kingdom would celebrate. A festival would be thrown around the great tree that marked the Kingdom's home. Welcome to anyone and everyone that carried no violence or chaos in their hearts. It was this day, now, that they would start preparing.

Rift slunk out from his den under one of the root and quickly bounded up to the lowest root that he made his announcements from. The Kingdom should know that today he would be making the announcement so he cleared his throat and yowled out to get their attention and waited a few moments for them to assemble.

Once some of them had gathered, Rift began to speak. "In light of the news from Orion, concerning the death of Blackberry, I thought it would be an appropriate time to celebrate. To cast aside our fears and our doubts and relax. It'll also be a good time to get the word out about our little Kingdom - perhaps there are more creatures throughout the caves that would want to join us or need a place to stay. Either way, I think this could serve as both an opportunity for us all to let loose and for recruitment as well!"

He paused and flicked his tail. "We'll need help growing and cooking food for the guests, for both carnivores and herbivores, and perhaps insectivores as well. We'll also need some ideas and setup for games, perhaps, that guests can play. And perhaps most importantly of all, we'll need to spread the word! Anyone that is comfortable, run through the caves and spread the message! I'll visit the group leaders myself to give them word of the festival, but there are plenty of gembounds through the caves that might want to join! If you know anyone that you think might fit with us or you want to spread the word to strangers, feel free to do what you like!"

It had been cycles since the War, although it was hard to believe it.

The Forest was beginning to regrow, plants and flowers re-taking the scars that had been left by the monstrous Bloodberries. Sebastian had helped as best he could, but he had no useful Magicks, so the extent of his help had been digging holes, and planting seeds.

But the goose--the Mother, the Leader, was dead now, leaving only one of the Bloodberries as a threat. Rift had decided to throw a celebration and, although he was glad that they were no longer in danger, it put a sour taste in Sebastian's mouth. Blackberry was a monster, sure, but she was still a living, breathing, being. Celebrating her death felt very wrong.

The puma's scream surely alarmed some of the other denizens, but seeing as Sebastian was more than capable of the same, he knew it for what it was. So he gulped down the rest of his bird, and began to follow the sound, trotting along the path that a herd of cave deer had long trodden down. He had long learned that it was safer to walk along the ground, now, after several attempts at running along the trees had resutled in him crashing to the ground. Sebastian had been carefully attempting to learn how to run along the branches again, but it was slow going--having only one eye caused one to have little to no depth perception, and depth perception was needed to leap between branches.

He arrived shortly after Oliver, trotting out of the trees. Sitting before the tree, he wrapped his tail around his legs, looking proudly up at his Brother-King. His tail tapped--even if he was rather irritated with his brother, celebrating the death of another, that didn't keep him from being proud.

"I could spread the word," he suggested and then, hesitant, "When we get closer to the party... I could cook for the herbivores?" after all, he had been trying to get more comfortable with his Magic, and what better way to do so than by using it for the benefit of others?