What the hell?

There had been a lot of pressure on her lately with the Reaper competition and with her 'split' from Indigo. Aslatiel had been throwing herself into work and rarely had any time for herself. Well, today she was taking that time. A little bird had told her of some stuff called mead. It was supposed to help you relax. She remembered seeing her father and aunt after drinking the stuff and they seemed to be having a great time. It was her turn.

Pilfering a skin of mead from her aunt Iolaire's stores, Aslatiel would proceed to slink off to the willows where she could hide in a tree and see what this stuff was all about. When she got there, however, she wasn't alone. Drats. Purple eyes rested upon the earthen form of Dunkan. Hmm... she wondered if she could interest him in a drink as well.

"Heyyyyy, Dunkan." Asla grinned, sidling up to the older boy. "Care to have a little fun with me?" Wrapping one paw gently around his foreleg, she motioned for him to follow her under one of the willows with the longest branches. It was like their own personal room. No one would be able to see them in there.