like a cuckold cow in a china shop [RAID MEETING]

Álarr surveyed the small pool of ash and the smoke rising from it. The fire had burned long and hot and now had died, burying its precious in gray and white ash. In an hour or so it would be cool enough to pull the ceramic bowls from the fire. He could always use more bowls and after breaking one on his last trip he needed more. With a sigh he settled down to work on another project to pass the time when he heard Valkyrie call for participants in a raid. A raid? He was rather surprised to hear that but would not ignore the call. He headed toward the source of the call and arrived to see Valkyrie and one of her older pups there waiting. He dipped his head in respectful greeting before taking a seat.