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The party was in full swing by the time that Yrre arrived at the big house that Karayan and a few other members of his family lived in. It was the weekend so that meant a great, big, loud sort of party filled with talking, shouting, music, a lot of food, and celebration. The Mara had caused a lot of problems, making quite the mess for a while there, and after they were finally driven out there was the clean up that caused a lot of the fun that the family had to be put on hold. Finally though things seemed to have gotten back to normal, which would likely make this gather even more special to those who had arrived to be a part of it. Those working outside, letting in various guests, didn't even blink when Yrre arrived. He was a regular who was basically family according to both Karayan and Gram, so there was no reason to hold him up for even a moment.

Inside, if Yrre were to look around, he'd find the big Gaili in a battle with one of his equally large uncles, the two of them barring on one another in the most epic of all arm wrestling of all matches. All around them were other members of the family cheering on one side of the other, seeming to be quite caught up in the battle as well. If one took in the looks on the faces of the two 'combatants' as well the sweat it was obvious that the match had been going on for some time now. It wasn't hard to see why, both were equally as big, muscular, and strong, and both of them were Gaili Dovaa, so they were on equal ground as far as any sort of magical cheating was involved.

It was was something that would have gone on for a while had Karayan not spotted Yrre when he did. Eyes lighting up he called out, "Yrre! You came!" In an excited manner and it was in that split second of distraction that his uncle took full advantage, slamming Kara's arm down. It was a quick, powerful move that caused both Kara and the table to tip over and land on the floor. There was a moment of stunned silence, followed by raucous laughter as Kara sat up, laughing over his defeat. Still on the floor he held his hands out to Yrre, motioning him over, "Come see me little Fekarat!"

Karayan chuckled when Yrre came over to him despite the fact that he was on the floor. He wrapped his big arms around the smaller Dovaa and dragged him into a tight hug. Once he'd gotten his hug he let his friend escape, at least to a degree, and he smiled down at him, "Lost? Oh, yeah! Haha, that's probably fine, not as though it's the first or last time that I've challenged my uncle to a match, at least this time we didn't break a table. Man, Gram nearly had a fit and kicked both out of the house for a while after that one." He said with a bit of a laugh, still able to remember that day clearly even now.

Wrapping an arm around Yrre he dragged himself to his feet and brought Yrre up with him, pausing a moment as he realized that he was feeling a bit lighter then last time he'd carried him about. Not a good thing but he was saying that he was hungry and there was plenty of food, so maybe they could make up for that? Giving a smile he said, "How about you go and get yourself a big plate of food and then we can chat about what you need help with." He said as he set Yrre down on his feet, giving him a pat on the head before turning back to his uncle, "Hey! Old man! We need to flip the table back before Gram shows up and kicks us out again!"

The man turned to look over at him, to the table, then nodded, "Yeah, can't have Mom seeing this if we want to keep from getting our backsides handed to us." He said with a chuckle, moving to help Karayan to pick up the big, heavy table so that they could set it back down on its feet. Once that was done, and the chairs were replaced, the challenges began anew. Karayan would let others take Uncle on for now though since the younger Dovaa had come all the way here to get his help. He wondered what was up... it was a bit late for shopping, so it must be something else. What though? Hmm... well, he supposed he'd see soon enough he thought to himself.

Karayan laughed as he moved over to the table, stacking up a plate of his own, then looked around a moment to try to figure out where Yrre had gotten off to. It took a moment before he spotted the boy istting a short distance away, tucked away into the corner. The little fekarat sure was a little wall flower, wasn't he? No matter, he seemed to be eating so it didn't really matter where he sat or if he was socializing. Trotting over he plopped down next to Yrre, setting his plate down, and set to eating off of it, "Once you're done with that you should really try the cake! My aunt made it, she's a master at making cake look like other things. The one she made looks like a defeated Rock Mara." He said, giving a laugh. The look of the cake was just funny to him, especially after having to battle with such things himself.

Looking over at Yrre he said between bites, "That what the party is for, a celebration of them getting driven out as well as us getting everything back in order. It took a lot of work and we weren't able to have a good party for a while. No fun at all but this party marks things being back on track." He explained, all but inhaling his meal before he added, "I am glad that you were able to make it for this party. It's like a blessing from Abronaxus, having you appear here tonight." It would appear as though having his friend appear out of no where was something that pleased Karayan like nothing else could.

"Mmm, so! Tell me, what's up? Are we going shopping again? Some sort of night market?" He asked, sounding quite curious if Yrre was onto something when it came to some sort of interesting market that sold stuff at night. His eyes light up then before he asked, "Or did you bring me some of whatever you baked the other day?" Now that would be nice... though he supposed that it wouldn't really require Kara's help unless of course Yrre needed help with eating the food he'd made?

Karayan smiled and nodded, "I don't see why not, I am sure that she would be more then happy to bake with you. She does it a lot, not just for parties here, but because her husband eats a lot! I mean even more then me if you could believe it." He said with a laugh, motioning over the large Gaili man that was even wider then Karayan was that he'd been arm wrestling with a moment ago, "That's her husband over there and... yeah, you met their son, you remember Johan, right? The grumpy face Peisio that healed your hand for you?" Kara quickly looked around, as though he expected his cousin to appear from no where when he mentioned his name and called him 'grumpy face' but much to his delight he seemed to still be off somewhere else in the house.

Turning back to his friend once more he gave a little laugh, "Greedy little thing? You? Ha! I had to practically force you to get a present last time we went out if recall right." He said, reaching out to pat Yrre on the head, "If you asked I'd be more then happy to spoil you but you never really seem interested." It was pretty odd, to find someone that didn't want all sorts of presents in the same manner as Yrre, but one day he'd be able to win him over! Of this Karayan was certain!

"Eh? Weird evil dragon thing?" He asked, blinked, then started to laugh more heartily this time, "You mean Ember? You don't have to worry about her, she is over there right now. Talk about someone who is actually spoiled." Were Yrre to look in the direction that Kara was pointing he'd see the little fairy dragon hanging out with the youngest members of the household. They were all fawning over her, petting her, and giving her treats, everything that it took to win the little creature over and make her their best friend for the time being. The only thing that would win her over more were sparkling items but for now she seemed to be content with snacks. Tucking away the one that Yrre had made for her he said, "I will see about giving this to her later though. Do you want her to know its from you? She might beg for more later if she knows." He cautioned, leaving it up to Yrre.

At the mention of the problem he was having instantly he found himself wondering about it, then asked, "Why isn't your brother chasing it off?" Didn't he have a brother he found himself thinking then asked hesitantly, "I mean... the Mara didn't get him, did they?" He'd feel awful if that were the case and he was asking about a family member that was dead. That would be the worst blunder of his life time for sure. Shaking his head he decided that it didn't matter. If his brother was dead, busy, or unable to chase the thing off he would help regardless, "I don't mind or anything, I can get rid of... well, whatever it is for you." He just felt that Yrre's brother should be helping instead of letting some wild beast hassle his brother... a thought he kept to himself as he didn't want to insult his friend.

"Oh? Well, let me know if you want to go shopping for more ingredients sometime. I am not exactly a morning person but I will get up for you." He said, giving a little flutter of his wings. Yrre seemed to be one of few who was actually able to drag Karayan out of bed and get him to do anything in the morning. The only other person capable of such a feat was his Gram, meaning that Yrre was up there when it came to the level of importance in Kara's head. Giving a toothy grin he said, "Maybe next time we will even see about getting you something nice to wear on your horns, my treat of course." They'd talked about it before but Yrre had already seemed happy enough with the present he'd got that day, which made it hard for Kara to spoil him.

The smile on his face seemed to falter though when Yrre spoke of his brother in a manner he never had before. After hearing it all he couldn't help but to think that the man was more then a waste of space, he was also a threat. After a moment he said, "Wait, wait... eats all the... is that why are you so small and light?" He'd always thought that maybe it was just because he wasn't selling enough of his treats or maybe because he spent too much on ingredients or something. Maybe because he just didn't have enough money to spend on food because... who knew, he had one thing or another he spent too much on. To learn that Yrre was underfed because he had a drunk, abusive brother who eat everything and wouldn't share? The idea was sickening, especially given where Kara had grown up.

Dragging in a deep breath, doing his best to calm himself, Karayan finally said, "Why? I mean... why bother to chase it off? You could just stay here and then you don't have to worry about that monster or your brother anymore." He said, sliding one arm around Yrre so that he could drag him closer, looking down at him, "It would better, safer, and a lot more fun for you to just stay here with us. I know Gram won't mind."

Kara shook his head, "They are my concern though, I always worry about you Yrre!" He said, taking a step after the little Dovaa, trying to keep him from being able to get away, "You seem to be getting smaller and smaller every time I see you and now I know why... why would you think that I wouldn't find cause for concern?" It all made sense now and it was something Karayan didn't like, not in the least, especially the fact that he had been so oblivious to everything that was happening under his nose. He should have realized sooner, should have done something sooner, even if it meant kicking some sense into Yrre's idiot brother! It sounded as though that was what the man was in need of. Who could be so mean to their little brother? Especially someone as small and cute as Yrre? Sure, the kid could be bossy and he hissed like a fekarat that was being pet the wrong way, but that didn't matter! Johan could be just as bad but Kara would never be so mean to him!

As Yrre started to pack up his things, looking as though he were actually going to leave. He was saying that he was here for one thing and that if Kara didn't want to help him that he didn't have to. Eesh... wait, was he sticking his nose in where it didn't belong? Well, maybe... but still, Yrre was his friend so he couldn't just ignore everything!

What Yrre said next though had him hurrying to catch up to him, reaching out to catch hold of his hand, "Yrre! I know you don't have 'oodles' of family like me but you could! Just stay here with us and you would be surrounded by family!" He motioned with his free hand to those who were all around where the two of them were standing, many Dovaa of all the different clans, a lot of which Yrre hadn't met yet. A whole house stuffed full of people that Kara was offering to him, "I mean... I know we aren't blood but I love you none the less, so you could just stay with me..." He said, giving Yrre a lopsided smile.

Karayan stood there, a bit shocked, as Yrre slapped his hand away and completely rejected what he'd said. He found himself uncertain of what to say, as well as what it was that he should do. He didn't want to let him go back to a brother who obviously didn't know how to correctly care for him but he couldn't very well force him to stay now could he? If he did that he would go from friend to kidnapper... though a part of him wondered now if Yrre would still consider him a friend or would he never come back again? Should he have kept his mouth shut and just gone with him to take care of the pest problem? He wasn't really sure, especially when he felt that the bigger pest that should be 'dealt with' was Yrre's brother, not the critter that was scratching around at his door. That wasn't something he felt would go over well with Yrre though, he seemed to care for his brother despite the fact that he didn't really sound like that good of a person.

So the it came down to the question of what it was that he should be doing at this point, how he should handle the situation, and he was coming up blank. He didn't want Yrre to leave thinking that he really didn't care, not when he did. The little guy was a good friend to him, one that he cared about and enjoyed spending time with, he should know that! Giving a grumbling sound he shifted in place, trying to decide what it was that he should be doing when he finally started after him. Maybe they could talk this out? He was certain but they could at least try right?

Out front, as Yrre came bursting out the door, another set of eyes, far different from those of Baecere, turned to look in his direction. The Peisio looked him over, then looked away, that was until he was suddenly hit with an rather assaulting scent, that of rather cheap liquor that he knew wasn't something that one would get at a party like this. No, Gram only had the best of everything, alcohol included. Turning Johan found himself looking at the one who had appeared, a Firani Dovaa that he'd never seen before, who seemed to be hassling Kara's little friend. Giving a great sigh he pushed away from the wall, feeling a bit on the put out side. Here he'd come outside to get some fresh air and a break from people, it seemed that Abronaxus had other ideas for him. Best that he dealt with this situation before someone else, someone who had less in the way of mediating skills, saw this weirdo hassling Yrre or else there would likely be blood he thought to himself as he started over toward the pair.

"I'd advise against that, the little whelp there has a rather stupid friend inside that might take it wrong if he sees you man handling him." Johan said as he approached, not really wanting for Karayan to see this. His cousin was a complete and total moron after all, not to mention a Gaili. The yard would be in shambles all over again if he were to come out here since he'd likely start flinging his powers about. Giving the best smile he could muster, which wasn't much since Johan wasn't exactly the most friendly and social of people, he said, "How about we just go about this in a more amiable manner, hm?"