As the night fell, Corr knew she would need to start heading into the Court hall where the real festivities were underway. Reluctantly, Hāsta followed, but not without her usual grumbling.
When she opened the doors, the hall is decorated beautifully in dusk colors and illuminated by the fires in the grates. There is paper and pots of ink lined up in sets along the table and much mead and wine. Since she did not take part in the drinking much for the event at the cliffs, she would certainly indulge herself now.
It appeared the paper and ink was for drawing. There were some prompts setup, but Corr was never one to follow those. She preferred to freehand it and just draw whatever came to mind. Although, she was not actually that much of an artist, so this would be an interesting sight.
Settling down with a cup of mead, Corr took up one of the spots for drawing and looked down at the paper with excitement. What to draw, what to draw…
Hāsta flew down and took a spot on the table, looking at the mare very unamused-like.
"Must we be here? It's so loud… I think some are already drunk."
"Well, you don't have to be here, but I'm having fun. You can always head back home if you want!" she replied, nudging the crow playfully.
The bird made a grunting sound, but budge and instead looked down at her feet.
Corr's eyes went wide and she let out a laugh. "You're afraid to go back home alone aren't you?"
Immediately Hāsta fluffed up her feathers and jumped up and down (almost like a mini bird tantrum). "Am not!"
"That's it, you're scared!" It was hard not to continue laughing at her companion. "There's nothing wrong with being scared. Besides, I may not be here all night. We'll see how it goes. Just try to relax and have fun!"
But of course, Hāsta grumbled again and looked around, probably eyeing all the loud drunks. Corr didn't mind. After all, how could you go wrong with some good mead and art?
@Thana
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When she opened the doors, the hall is decorated beautifully in dusk colors and illuminated by the fires in the grates. There is paper and pots of ink lined up in sets along the table and much mead and wine. Since she did not take part in the drinking much for the event at the cliffs, she would certainly indulge herself now.
It appeared the paper and ink was for drawing. There were some prompts setup, but Corr was never one to follow those. She preferred to freehand it and just draw whatever came to mind. Although, she was not actually that much of an artist, so this would be an interesting sight.
Settling down with a cup of mead, Corr took up one of the spots for drawing and looked down at the paper with excitement. What to draw, what to draw…
Hāsta flew down and took a spot on the table, looking at the mare very unamused-like.
"Must we be here? It's so loud… I think some are already drunk."
"Well, you don't have to be here, but I'm having fun. You can always head back home if you want!" she replied, nudging the crow playfully.
The bird made a grunting sound, but budge and instead looked down at her feet.
Corr's eyes went wide and she let out a laugh. "You're afraid to go back home alone aren't you?"
Immediately Hāsta fluffed up her feathers and jumped up and down (almost like a mini bird tantrum). "Am not!"
"That's it, you're scared!" It was hard not to continue laughing at her companion. "There's nothing wrong with being scared. Besides, I may not be here all night. We'll see how it goes. Just try to relax and have fun!"
But of course, Hāsta grumbled again and looked around, probably eyeing all the loud drunks. Corr didn't mind. After all, how could you go wrong with some good mead and art?
@Thana
