Yearling party!

Of course Deluge would be late to her own party, but not as late as her mother or Flurry it seemed. A grin pulled at the corner of her lips as she moved to join her brothers, giving each a shove with her shoulder, Rexx maybe a little bit harder than Scald, "Thanks for softening her up for me," Deluge hadn't expected to fair any better than her brothers had, after all, they were the fighters, she'd been too busy running away from home to practice much, although maybe practicing on prey had helped her? Regardless she reached for her first drink, nose wrinkling at the sourness and fire, but swallowing it down none the less. This was a celebration after all, they'd made it at least this far.