The first time I saw her at the honey stall I knew she was a keeper

Morwenna was eager to walk through the throng of attendees. She had already spied a few tents she would want to stop by when it all got started. The activity, the tents, and the smells of travelers from all over sparked a hunger in her. Memories of playing between temporary stalls and tents sent her eyes alight with nostalgia.

She watches as the young Kenway approaches a stack of wood and it suddenly lights in a fantastic fireball! The noise was something she had never heard before!

She spies Skald settling in the grass with a bottle in his paw. She knew he was on guard duty but couldn't help dancing her way toward him to at least tease the fur behind his ears and trail her tail fur over him while she pranced off to another corner of the market. Perhaps she can find something for Deluge? A pretty trinket? Oh!! Perhaps a fancy bottle of sparkling cordial from afar! Oh! What's this? Perhaps she'd like to replace her hip bottle with this sturdy decorated pink glass bottle? Or this blue one? She hoped Deluge would make it out, it'll do her good.