[CLOSED] Closing Festival

"None of these disputes are tiny," Eira snapped at Marcus, growing upset at his words about her kingdom. "If you have not noticed, the people waiting for me are genuinely concerned about what they are asking of me. Some of them are even wishing to open up their homes to our guests, but cannot because they do not have enough blankets or food to do so, so I have to make a decision to either deny their request or to open up our stores for the coming winter so guests like YOU can stay here comfortably, putting my people at risk this winter in the process."

She paused to take in a shaky breath in order to calm herself. "We haven't expanded yet because we are just now getting the resources we need to do so through our trade with Celosia, but we also can't move when winter is coming quickly and the weather during that time makes life here hard, let alone in a newly formed village."

Eira sighed as Sealeo bumped her hand in concern. "Marcus, I'm not the same as I was when we met. I know what I'm doing here and so do my people, so please just give me some time to sort things out here before we talk. I have all night to talk to you, some of these things need to get done now before people end up getting hurt."

Zandrophin watched the spectacle from his rooftop perch. Marcus spoke with a conviction he'd never heard before...and, to put it lightly, he was impressed. As the boy walked off towards the woods, he slid down from the roof, landed deftly on the snow, looked back at Eira, shook his head, and followed after Marcus. Mentus tried his best to clear the air,

He's right, Lady Eira....if you continue to hold the hand of your people, they will never learn how to live for themselves. If you have someone to give you all the answers, you will never seek knowledge on your own. Just think on this, please...if something were to happen to you...would they be able to go on without you?

Zandrophin soon caught up to Marcus.

"Well said. She needed to hear that, I think."

There was a pause before he continued, cutting down some more branches

"So...where we settin' up camp?"

Marcus walked on, barely acknowledging zan's presence, "Not here, that's where." Suddenly, branches went flying as Marcus was knocked off balance; Sofa reached to grab him, but his claws couldn't get a good grip. The already fuming Marcus did not take kindly to being taken for a ride, by the queen or her Pokemon.
He easily slipped off the small seal and squared off with him, "I am not some cat that needs to be carried off to its master. I have nothing I want to say to her and I am not her subject; it is not my duty to come to her beck and call. If she has something to say, she can come to me once she's done with her minor disputes." Marcus picked up the branches he had dropped after being seal-handled and turned back to the west, "Just follow the smoke."

Sealeo used his tail to through a huge pile of snow towards Marcus' head, trying to get his attention. When the snow was flying, he decided to try to appeal to the two Pokemon in the group with his barking, hoping that he would listen to him like so many others do. *Sofa! Tell your human that he is being stupid about this! My Eira needs a chance to explain herself now with both of them. Mentus, I know you can talk to your human in their speech, so ask him to come back. I swear my Eira is not how they see her.*

*She is defending what we have built here from someone who does not understand. Bring him back in the morning when he has calmed down, please Sofa,* Sealeo barked at his friend with a pleading look, hoping that Sofa would help him end this stupid feud between the two humans. Sealeo looked back at Eira for a moment before he looked at Sofa worriedly. *I'll do what I can to bring you supplies later when my Eira goes to bed if you really are planning on leaving the Village for the night.*

Eira jumped at the noise, turning to see where the disturbance was coming from just in time to be smacked in the face by the incoming snow ball. Eira froze as the snow fell from her face before she wiped off the remaining snow so she could look for the culprit. She was by no means upset since it was most likely a child that had carelessly thrown the snowball, she just wanted to know who's arm it was that she had to keep an eye on while she finished her work.

Maya panicked and hurriedly grabbed Bo by the fluff of her neck and pulled her away despite the indignant bleats. Eira was looking around for the culprit and she did not want to be the person who's Pokemon chucked a bunch of snow at the queen. Could you get beheaded for that? If it was Akane probably so but she wasn't going to try it with Eira. She fled through the snow, dragging her Pokemon away.

Marcus had stomped off and Zandrophin had seemingly poofed so she decided that she wouldn't worry about it right now. She could find them in the morning. For now she would go back to the hut where she would be warm and asleep before heading off into the unknown tundra with two people who clearly did not get along. Tomorrow. She would worry about these things tomorrow.