Tale Weaver Feast

Word had been given to Elysium that Fenmyre is holding a tale weaver festival and the brothers blue had decided that, of course, they were going! They had picked a large, plush fur to share and Ricin had immediately gone for the buffet. Plates piled high with food surround the blue boys and the eat to their hearts content. They had even taken some honey mead to enjoy! Heck, the boys are moving up in the world and, sice they are practically adults, they want to indulge!

Ricin stretches, rolling slightly to the side to take some pressure off his full stomach and leans into Chade. A yawn splits his maw and the boy swears off the mead until after the storytelling part. The King of Fenmyre stands, welcoming them and, once his small speech is done, the light blue boy lifts his mug of mead in celebration before tipping it back. Heck, this stuff is so good! Head swims as he downs more of the drink, a soft giddiness taking over as he giggles while leaning against his brother. This is so much fun!


"Ricin Dauner"