Pity Party (Party and Races!)

As much as Kali loved her pack, things about Habari were feeling rather...stale. There were only so many times she could piss on a tree and walk their borders before she wanted to pull her fluffy fur out. Her brothers drove her bonkers as well and she was itching to get out and do something, so when the Mccaw had swept across their borders announcing a party was to be held, well she simply had to go.

She’d eagerly started putting together a present to bring. The girl figured that everyone would be bringing some sort of food, one of the easiest things to throw together, but she didn’t want to be normal and boring. No, she wanted to stand out. So, she made use of her home. The yearling had ventured up to the volcano and poked around in the obsidian deposits that could be found. It took her a few days to find and it had required her venturing into some...unsavory caves, but in the end she found just what she was looking for. Further crafting had been required, but once her gift was finished she couldn’t help but grin. Yes, that would do nicely.

On the day of the party, she’d done herself up nicely. Her instinct had been to take after her great aunt Deathbelle and use flowers, but seeing as it was winter they were rather impossible to find. Instead, she used a length of wire with several small, clear crystals attached. It was wrapped loosely along the length of her body and when she moved and the light hit it just right, the crystals would shine in rainbow colors. It was quite eye catching and just what she wanted.

She’d instructed Abigor, her nile monitor lizard, to stay behind because he wasn’t quite as portable as Abbadon, but her melanistic hooded cobra was secured snuggly around her neck. Attached to him was a leather pouch containing her gift. Then, she’d set off to the Weeping Woods. Luckily it was practically a hop, skip and a jump from Habari’s border so it didn’t take her long. The glow of a fire could be seen and she picked up her pace, tail lifting in excitement before she reminded herself to not make an embarrassment of herself. She reminded herself of who she was, lifting her chin and lengthening her strides until she practically floated into the clearing where others had gathered.

The girl’s bicolored took in those around her, noting that, thankfully, she wasn’t the youngest one there, but it was still a small percentage. A small play seemed to be being set up in a section while the current entertainment seemed to be seated on a throne of fur and other trinkets. She noted that the others to arrive stopped by her first and deposited their goods and she assumed that they were the one hosting the get together. Without hesitation she headed in her direction, noting with each step that the woman was quite gorgeous. She was swathed in browns, tans and creams that swirled across her body artfully then smattered in an array of freckles, pulled together by the bright blue eyes that poked out from her face. A smile pulled its way onto her lips as she moved to stand in front of the other. “I hope you haven’t been too bored until now. You see, the party has officially arrived,” she said cheekily, her luxurious tail swishing behind her lithe frame alluringly. “I’ve brought a trinket. I’m sure you’ll find it suitable,” she announced. Abbadon slid from his place along her neck, coiling down her long legs and slithering over to the pile where the other gifts had been placed. The leather pouch was deposited on top, then he returned to her the same way he’d come. Inside, Sparrow would find a bracelet of snowflake obsidian. The precious volcanic rock had been hammered and polished into small, round pebbles and arranged in a circlet for the wearer. The type of obsidian itself was priceless and worth a small fortune, but she considered all the more valuable since it had been made by her paws.

”Surely you won’t be staying up there all night. That would be quite boring,” she said with a wink before turning and making her way over to the refreshments table for some alcohol.