The festival has been lonely for Yurei, no one seemed to care for her presence but well, that was what Yurei predicted before coming. She was used to be left behind, to be ignored all the time, mostly in events like this. She was always the one no one looked at, the one that didn't exist for the rest. Then why did she attended on the first place? Why did she come knowing the results? Knowing nothing will change, knowing she will once again be alone again? Well, she wanted to at least try , she wanted to try and see if this time someone will join her, she was in the process of changing as a person, but if people kept ignoring her, there was nothing she could do, they won't be a change if none gave her the chance. And in this evening, she lied down alone, behind a tree as with defeated eyes she watched around, having a thousand thoughts. Thoughts of defeat, of negative effects. "Speech"

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Godbrand was ecstatic.  

not only was he allowed out of the den, but he was also allowed at his first festival! Ma had brought all three of them on the premise they'd behave and stick near the other Kleins. but maybe he didn't exactly listen that well. while Ma was busy contending with socializing and pup-watching, he snuck a few paces away before bursting into a full-on run. he thought his mother didn't notice, but she did. nothing escaped her watchful eyes.

the sad fact was that Bran didn't go very far. they were all settling down for the evening; it'd be Boring Quiet Time aka Sleeping soon. Dutch had curled up near a tent with the others of his litter, but the pup wasn't about to let the opportunity be wasted. he madly dashed only a few paces away, seeing the white woman until it was too late. he tumbled over her legs, causing him to flail desperately with a squeak as he landed on his chin.

he tasted blood but it was probably due to him biting his tongue. spitting it out, there was a small red streak but nothing serious on the otherwise salmon-colored tongue. Bran slowly got to his paws, refusing to make a sound or complain about how it had winded him. "uh..." the boy stared up at the stranger with wide eyes. he didn't apologize. as far as he was concerned, she had been in the way. "watch out, lady! I almost died trippin' over ya!"

"Speech"
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