Ichor was having a grand old time. He tromped around with his family, watched as his siblings splintered off from time to time before being eventually herded back towards the central group. Well it was Ichor's time to cause mischief, he spotted the rainbow canopy and grinned as he bounced through other wolves' limbs, his tiny legs carrying him away from his mother and siblings as fast as they could. He jumped up to stand on the counter, his tiny jaws grabbing hold of a throwing implement and he felt his grip on it. The tiny chaos child with a throwing weapon? What could do wrong?

"Ichor Klein"

Art by yo-stta

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bracelet with a strange charm on it.

Aquarius charm: a charm in the shape of the astrological sign, worn on a simple leather strip. When broken at the start of a race, the charm causes the course to become wet and muddy, making treacherous footing for the opponent! (-10% to opponent's balance score in a race)

There was no telling what had drawn Sedna to this stall in particular, or the carnival at all. She still wasn’t quite comfortable in her new skin, but she supposed, all things took time. Her growing teeth wobbled as she stepped up to the stall, her grin only pulling on one corner of her mouth. She had watched the others go before her and thought she had it almost figured out.

She spotted a familiar face in her peripheral and made a note of the direction it went, focusing on the glittering balloons before her she sent the dart flying.

“Speech”

we wear red so they don’t see us bleed

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a brightly colored little booklet of papers that look like coupons for pups to give to their parents.

Coupon Pack: for pups and parents, these fun little coupon books are for pups to “buy” things from their parents. The coupons claim they are good for one free lesson, a pet, free hugs, and one free get-out-of-punishment coupon! Contains a pass for one double skill point lesson thread between parent and pup (parent does not need to have the skill to give the lesson) and a 50% discount off any companion pass for a pup under 1 year.

Staff:
50% discount off any companion pass for a pup under 1 year - Claimed for Fuji ~ Beau-tifullyWritten

A festival based entirely on love sounded like the perfect date spot to take Lillith to, and it had the benefit of being the furthest she'd ever been from home too. Romulus wasted no time in convincing his girlfriend to accompany him to the carnival for a day of fun given their sudden realization of how their lives were about to be totally turned upside down. Roman looked around at all the other wolves at the carnival, surprised by just how many had turned up. Boreas was larger than he realized to be home to so many various wolves from all walks of life. Stepping past a booth with a flamboyant coydog wearing a brightly colored scarf catcalling him, he exchanged a look with Lil before stepping up to the booth and studying the game board with keen silver eyes. Taking one of the darts in his paw, Roman threw it at the largest cluster of balloons he could spot, hoping for a win.

"Romulus Armada"

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart.

This item provides +/- 4 inches of post acceptance height
transferred to shelby and used on briar

Sitka had never been one for large crowds of wolves he didn't know. He enjoyed solitude and quiet in his free time, and only the occasional party or orgy if he found himself invited to one. The only times crowds did him any favors was when he was working and needed to blend in or hide. This was not one of those times. But his lovely Lorikeet had wanted to go see the Love Day carnival, and he did have a bit of a romantic streak from time to time, so he indulged and took her on a date. More than once he had to shoot a threatening growl to a wolf or two who got too liberal with their eyes on his gorgeous partner, but otherwise, the carnival seemed to be a pleasant affair. Honestly, he was just happy to make Keetie happy. Walking past a booth with a bunch of balloons being popped, Sitka heard the coydog carnie call out to him and Keetie as "sexy bitches", inviting them to test their luck. Sitka shrugged and stepped up to the booth, lifting a dart before holding eye contact with the coydog while he threw the dart at the balloons.

"Sitka Thánatos"

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bracelet with a strange charm on it.

Aquarius charm: a charm in the shape of the astrological sign, worn on a simple leather strip. When broken at the start of a race, the charm causes the course to become wet and muddy, making treacherous footing for the opponent! (-10% to opponent's balance score in a race)

Desponia was happy for a chance to stretch her legs, get out, see the sights. Even if she chafed under the watchful eye of her captor, or whoever her sister had set to babysit her. She did her best not to appear bothered though, move through the booth and the crowds with a casual nature, though she wasn't exactly a social wolf the woman wasn't about to let her annoyance show and give her sister the satisfaction of hearing about it from her followers. There were games abound and Des took some time to watch at each booth as she passed before eventually moving on, that was until she stopped before the rainbow booth. She watched as wolves tired, and occasionally failed, to pop one of the colorful bubble objects tacked to the far wall. Might as well have a tiny bit of fun with her babysitter right? She stepped up, and took hold of a sharp throwing implement, very briefly considering turning around and releasing it but instead flashing her watcher a look over her shoulder before she let the dart fly towards the balloons.

"Speech"

Image by Fiery-vulpes

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

She hands you a bag with a goldfish inside, swimming lazily side to side.

Goldfish in a bag: this item will give you a boost of speed when you need it (+10% speed stat)

As he aged, Straton became less and less of a party wolf. It wasn't that he minded the crowds or the noise or the sensory overload. No, he was actually quite used to it from his line of work through the years. He simply valued time to himself and his lovely little nebulous lover more. Still, with the announcement of a Love Day carnival, what better way to let his romantic side show and treat Cicero to a bit of fun and affection than with a day at the carnival? The two walked side by side down the rows of booths, stopping to get snacks when they passed something tasty or play games that looked interesting. Walking by a booth with a balloon popping game, Straton gave a humph of intrigue, watching the other wolves playing for a moment. Finally, something he could be good at! Maybe he'd even win a prize for his lovely Cicero. Straton approached the booth, nodding to the coydog as he lifted the dart, recalling the times he'd thrown knives and other weapons in his heyday, and threw for the balloons.

"Straton"

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a basket wrapped in a nice pelt.

Date Night Kit: Some candles, some alcohol, a warm pelt to snuggle up on, this goodie basket will ensure you and your SO have a romantic night to yourselves. Contains a season breeding pass and one extra pup slot for a single litter for a total of four pups possible for loners and six for pack wolves.

Raijin made his way to a booth with a Coydog that seemed like he could be right up his alley, personality wise. He was flamboyant and flirtatious, and the Genji man himself was the latter. He sauntered over, squinting at the darts. He’d seen them before, Iga had had wolves that had specialized in poisonous blow darts, but he’d never seen them thrown. The concept was interesting, and Raijin tended to be pretty good at things even if he’d never tried them before.

”I’ll play, if you’re part of the prize,” he said with a joking wink. He reached forward, grabbing one of the darts between his two front paws as he sat back on his hocks. He squinted, tongue sticking out in a silly fashion as he focused before throwing. Sadly, the first one missed by a hair. “Just a warm up, I assure you,” he said to the Coydog, grabbing another dart. He threw and missed this one as well, a frown marring his previously grinning features. How frustrating. He grabbed his last arrow, his features full on concentration as he made his last throw.

"Speech"

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a mutation pass

Staff: Used for Armadillo girdled lizard tail for Kaede

It was easy to lose track of the pip-squeak in the crowd, but she knew they would find each other again in their camp at the end of the night. It was interesting to spot familiar pelts mingled in with the strange. For now she was grateful that her height didn’t have her standing out too much, and that the sun wasn’t shining bright enough to give away the tell-tale markings in her coat for any who knew what they were looking at. After all, she had never been acknowledged, no time to start doing so now.

Ah, even her uncle was here… Hatsume looked the other way. She picked up the dart and threw it with practiced ease, noting that it wasn’t so differently weighted to the shiruken she had trained with in her youth. She hoped it would fly as true.

“Speech”

let's just stick to the one night standards

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

She hands you a bag with a goldfish inside, swimming lazily side to side.

Goldfish in a bag: this item will give you a boost of speed when you need it (+10% speed stat)

Aurielle Adravendi

It was a bit of an adjustment, but a welcome one, to relax into her retirement. Often she had to remind herself that she could step back and let her son take the primary work. For the most part she worked on the tower and put Tel through her lessons and paces. For once, her mind was quiet, free of all the planning and musing of the future that she’d worked through as the Spirit. It was liberating to not have to consider all the twists and turns of leadership. She’d cleaned up for the carnival, washing her fur free of the mortar and dirt she’d been plastered in from all her hard work. For a time she spent a while walking with Red and her children that had come, before peeling away to do her own thing for a bit. She spotted her son and Caelia, noting their scores, or lack thereof, then slipped up beside them with a maternal nuzzle to her son’s tall shoulder and a grin to Caelia before taking a dart and giving her own try. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a mutation pass

Jynn continued to wander to and fro, wherever her feet would take her. She'd been hoping to run into a band of adventurers or like-minded nomads but hadn't had any luck yet so for now she remained a solo act. When she learned of a festival in town she just had to attend and had the good luck to meet up with Audra again. The duo had decided to enter the races and in the mean time she figured she'd play some games at the various booths. This one immediately caught her attention with the bright colors. The goal was to throw a dart at strange looking hides full of air. Grabbing a dart she let loose and threw it.

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a mutation pass

Gossamer was looking for distraction. She'd had a lot on her mind lately and the festival offered an opportunity to focus on the now. She wandered from booth to booth looking for things to purchase or play until it was time for her and Ophelia to participate in the tournament. Gossamer had to admit she was nervous. They were representing the Armada and she wanted so much to do well. She hoped it would maybe boost Ophelia's confidence as well. Again, assuming they did well. If they did poorly… she frowned. Was this too much of a gamble?

A coydog called out to the crowd and she stared at him in surprise. Was he talking to… her? She looked around for a moment before approaching the booth. It wouldn't hurt to play a little game. The stakes were lower here than the tournament. Picking up the dart she whipped her head to the side to try and throw it.

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a basket wrapped in a nice pelt.

Date Night Kit: Some candles, some alcohol, a warm pelt to snuggle up on, this goodie basket will ensure you and your SO have a romantic night to yourselves. Contains a season breeding pass and one extra pup slot for a single litter for a total of four pups possible for loners and six for pack wolves.

Hooray a festival! Lukina bounded through the crowds, admiring various booths and grabbing some tasty snacks which she traded some of her herbs for. She'd mostly cleaned herself up before arriving but there were still notable mud stains from her paws up to her elbows and knees. She couldn't help herself. She'd passed a muddle puddle on the way and just had to splash in it.

There was a game with pretty, pointy, feather things. Deciding to give it a shot she grabbed one of the darts and carefully threw it toward the colorful balloons.

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart.

This item provides +/- 4 inches of post acceptance height

The winged heir gave a good natured laugh as he let the pup tow him along. He was never entirely sure if the pup was an adopted Seer pup and therefore a fost sibling of his, or if she was a stray his father had under his wing. Either way, she was family and a spunky kid.

“Hey, cool mask!” he said as the cowdog handed it over to Hazel. Mine turn I guess, eh?”[/b] he said, grabbing the darts next as they were handed to him, and tossed them at the balloons. He flared his wings as though that would give him any extra balance and precision to his aim.


"Mortis Fatalis"

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a cool looking mask.

Tiger Mask: a festival mask in the shape of a fierce golden tiger. Looking at it fills you with courage. Can be used to provide a temporary offensive battle accessory for a character who doesn't have one. Breaks after one use.

Staff: Offered as part of Samhain 2022

“I’m coming, i’m coming, I’m coming!” Basilisk huffed, elbowing his way through the crowd towards his friend and Uncle. He ducked and weaved and eventually squirmed his way towards them. He borrowed under a wing and tucked himself up against Hazel. “You ran off without me” he accused teasingly, eyeing the mask she had won, and then the game. “I bet I score higher than you” he whispered, and then jumped up to grab some darts of his own. Lining up at a prepared balloon, and tossing them with narrowed focus.

The boy was determined to score higher than his friend. What was friendly love if not a bit of competition?


"Speech"

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

Stuffed animal: This item provides a boost for a companion

Ara sniffed the air curiously. The scent of many wolves around her. She knew a few of her pack mates were here somewhere. She wasn’t sure where Manea had gotten to, but did she see a hint of familiar purple in the crowd? Or was that Ava.

Grinning and whistling under her breath lightly, she found her way to one of the games. She listened to the rules with a nod of her antlered head, and picked up a dart. Alright, hit a balloon and win a prize, right? She tossed it lightly in the air and watched it sail towards the balloons. Maybe she could win a soft toy for one of the kiddos…

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a brightly colored little booklet of papers that look like coupons for pups to give to their parents.

Coupon Pack: for pups and parents, these fun little coupon books are for pups to “buy” things from their parents. The coupons claim they are good for one free lesson, a pet, free hugs, and one free get-out-of-punishment coupon! Contains a pass for one double skill point lesson thread between parent and pup (parent does not need to have the skill to give the lesson) and a 50% discount off any companion pass for a pup under 1 year. - double skill point lesson claimed for Ciaran (fighting)

Kitsune was riveted by the fair. All the people and smells and events going on around her. She had lost track of Iho somewhere. She had gotten distracted by something shiny, and the next thing she knew he had vanished somewhere into the crowd. She knew he would catch up to her quickly enough. He was rather good at finding the wayward Ashen Princess.

Her eyes fell upon a game, and she watched a moment as wolves tossed darts through the air. It looked suitable dangerous and appealing to the occasionally accident-prone Princess. Of course, just as she was deciding this was the game for her, she saw a familiar pair of crystal like antlers in the crowd. She snickered, and sidled up beside him. Grabbing a dart, she tossed it without looking back at the familiar wolf she partly leaned against.

"Speech"

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart

This item provides a mystery litter pass

Staff: note when used

If there was one thing that the fun-loving she-wolf would die for, it was a Carnival. At one point in her life, she’d actually considered joining on. The members constantly traveled to see the world, met all kinds of faces, and played games all the time. It seemed like a dream. The only thing was that Théa didn’t have any particular talents, much to her dismay. Perhaps she could do face painting, but that was about it and it was surely not enough for her to be accepted into a troop. So, she made do with simply partaking.

The palm tree colored woman ventured up to one of the booths, manned by a flamboyant wolf whom she found she adored. A bright smile lit up her features and she gave a wink with her golden gaze before grabbing one of the arrows and giving it a toss, hoping it landed.

Italics mean she's speaking French

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bottle of some strange-looking liquid.

Scar Remover: just what it says on the bottle… this potion removes a scar, even if it was caused by a maim fight (no, it does not restore lost extremities)

Staff: note when used

She wandered through the carnival, interested in all the wolves around her and wondered how each of their personalities played out. She saw couples and families and friends, and yet here she was alone. She thought of approaching some wolves who seemed to be by themselves or waiting on someone, but she couldn't build up the courage.

She came across the dart game, standing in the back and out of the way just watching as multiple wolves threw darts at the balloons. She shyly made her way to the booth and hesitantly threw one of the darts at the wall. She guessed she should be leaving soon while this was so overwhelming.

"Reila"

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a cool looking mask.

Amethyst Mask: a delicate looking festival mask decorated in polished amethyst. Can be used to provide a temporary defensive battle accessory for a character who doesn't have one. Breaks after one use.

Staff: note when used

Lorikeet was far more comfortable in a crowd than her lover. Her mate. She waltzed through the people with Sitka at her side, amused and pleased that he had taken her here as a date. As a voice called out, catching Sitkas attention, she turned with him. Eyeing the coydog with amusement for a moment before stepping up beside Sitka. As he threw his dart, she kissed his cheek, looking up at him over her lashes. “Nice throw, but i’ll show you how its really done” she teased him.

Grabbing a dart of her own, she tossed it at the balloons, inciting a cry of protest from Spice at the sudden, elegant toss of her head.

"Speech"

NPC:

The coydog shakes his head mournfully when your dart fails to pop a balloon. ”Oh my poor darling! Better luck next time!” He quickly turns back to cajoling more carnival-goers to his booth.

Lia found herself surprisingly uncomfortable among the crowd of people. She stuck close to Briar, wishing to be at hand if her Mistress required anything. She kept herself slightly to the side and back a step. Out of the way as Briar and Artorias strolled through the crowd. She did let her eyes wonder every now and then, the sights and scents and sheer amount of people fascinating to her.

She watched as Art and Briar each grabbed a dart, and tried their paws at a game at a Coydogs direction. Intrigued, she stepped up beside them and grabbed a dart of her own. Eyeing it speculatively for a long moment, before tossing it. Perhaps she could win Briar a cute stuffed animal…

Speech

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a big fluffy stuffed bear.

Stuffed animal: This item temporarily gives an extra companion bonus for a fight

Staff: note when used