There’s no lacking of foals this winter season and it is all hooves on deck at the Winter Market! Peep and The Mothers Club have set up their own booth, watching over not just the foals from their tribe but everyone else’s. It’s a winter playground. With snow and logs to jump on and in, a small frozen puddle for slipping across and a pile of bracken and furs to snuggle in.
While the tribe members are dedicated in watching over their extended brood, they’d still like to join the festivities too and are offering tokens to anyone who will take the time out to entertain the youngsters in their stead.
Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2015 8:53 pm
Instructions
Ready to do some babysitting? Roll a 10 sided die and discover how your kin did looking after the foals! Edit your post and roleplay your kin in that situation.
1. While playing a game of tag you slip on the ice and Peep has to take over as you limp away. Oops! No token. 2. All the foals gather around and you tell a marvellous story! (If you type out the story in 500 words or more, you can use it for legendary story requirements!) +1 token! 3. All the foals gather around but get bored quickly when your story turns out to be a snore. No token. 4. You get distracted and one of the foals wanders off. Fierce Love is furious and you quickly find somewhere else to be. No token. 5. Time passes quickly as you play with the foals. There are no mishaps and Lionhearted returns from her break with a grin. +1 token! 6. You start a snowball fight and everyone joins in! +1 token! 7. One of the foals starts crying and with some calming words, you manage to settle the youngster down. Peep looks on approvingly. +1 token! 8. One of the foals starts crying and everything you do seems to make it worse. Fierce Love takes over with a growl and you wander away. No token. 9. The foals are already tired and you watch over them as they curl up for a nap. +1 token! 10. You are the Foal Master! They are enamored by you and are upset when you have to leave. Maybe you should consider joining the tribe? +2 tokens
"Ah, hello," said Westward Bound, nodding at the three kin and the...large amount of foals they were beset with. "I wouldn't mind volunteering," he told them. He had a lot of time on his hooves, after all, and if he stayed in one place for a while he could watch for other members of Westfen. He didn't really know what to do with kids when they weren't kimeti, but he figured he couldn't do that badly, right?
He helped the foals as they gathered sticks and leaves, and they built small shelters fit for familiars. This was really the only thing he had much expertise in, after all.
He shook his head at them when they begged him to stay, though. He had other things to do, and really...he had duties elsewhere.
Vanish was super happy to help out but it seemed like today was not his day. He had tried all the tricks and stories he had but the foal kept on crying a river.
The buck was a bit startled but in the end he let Fierce Love take over while he quietly cried on the inside.
Bloodsucker was bad at this. Like, really bad. Incredibly, terribly bad. She stood in the middle of three crying foals, wondering how things had gotten this bad.
No, wait, that was a lie, she knew exactly how they'd gotten this bad. One of the little ones had found a frozen bird and had gotten really upset at how the pitiful thing looked. She'd tried to make things better by telling him that death was natural and that everything would one day die, then he looked up at her with big, trusting eyes, and asked if that meant he was going to die.
So of course she told him yes. She wasn't a liar. However, given the noise he and the other two he'd told were making, she was considering taking up the practice.
Maxx D rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4Total: 4 (1-10)
Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 9:25 am
"Hello," Red Alert said solemnly. "Look at you, so sweet and innocent." She peered down at foals. "How innocent you are now. This is your first snow, isn't it? Are you cold?"
She knelt down next to one. "You don't know what the world is like yet. It's a wonderful but also a dark and scary place." She pressed her nose up against a foal. "You never know who's with or against you, or what might happen." And in her paranoid wisdom, another foal meandered off, bored. As Fierce Love came up, furious, Red Alert bid a hasty retreat. Truly, one could never be sure who was on their side or not.
When Flight caught sight of the babysitting booth he couldn't help himself. The buck had no foals of his own but he had always enjoyed their company. Offering his services to the trio in charge, he found himself a group of young ones and set about finding ways to entertain them. It didn't take long for Flight's attentions to focus on one foal in particular and that left plenty of room for the others to wander off. Which one did without hesitation. When the furious kio doe approached him with the foal in tow, Flight quickly apologized and left the job for someone a bit more competent.
Maple honestly had no idea how she'd ended up anywhere near a large gathering of kin, and even less how she'd wandered into the foal depository - and even less than that, how she'd agreed to take care of a bunch of strange children.
It had been ages and ages since she'd been around children, and her skills with them were... a little rusty, to say the least. She remembered something you were supposed to do with children was tell them stories, so she gathered them all together to tell one - but she spent so long grasping at a plot, they got bored and wandered off. Whoops.
Lambhearted was technically off-duty, but he fretted so much, he couldn't help but poke his head back in at their booth. Sure enough, a crying foal!
"Oh, don't cry," Lambhearted cooed quietly to the little dear, "out here in the open, you never know what you might attract! But if a giant caiman comes along, I'll probably get eaten first, so don't worry too much, darling. Just run fast."
The tyke quietened in wide-eyed contemplation of this possibility that nobody else must have heard because they actually gave him a token for it.
Anhelisk rolled 1 10-sided dice:
5Total: 5 (1-10)
Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2015 8:12 pm
Foals weren't too hard to look after, Silver thought. The doe had had sacs of her own, once, and though her children were grown, she'd taken care to make sure they could take care of themselves before she'd let them off on her own– and a good thing, too, considering how many dangers there were in the swamp.
This was a simple matter. Nobody got hurt, nobody tried running off, and playing with them more than whiled the time away before she was off the hook.
She'd have to come back again– she'd rather enjoyed this!
Blue Blood was hardly good with foals so when asked to entertain a few, he was hesitant even though it offered compensation.
Yet when the time came? He just stood and let them awkwardly climb over him as he made a strange noise on occasion. The foals figured he was possessed. That was until he told them a story of how he once managed to fight off a boar that was the size of two totoma. They bought into it, thank the motherfather.
thyPOPE rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-10)
Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2015 3:40 pm
"Hey!" First to Strike grinned, running on over to greet the large amount of cute children that were milling about in a corner of the market. "Wh - babysitting?"
He had not signed up for this, he thought. But that was okay! The kids could hear about his heroism. Or he could...uh. No, he'd stick to that first one. "Wanna hear about the time I rescued Grumble from quicksand?" he asked, finding a convenient snowbank just next to the designated babysitting area. "Here," he grinned.
He began charging, to demonstrate his manly run. Unfortunately as he did so he started kicking up snow, and it began spraying the foals in the face. Whoops. Uh, he could just tell - wait, they were having fun?
He watched, amazed, as the foals began imitating him. As they should! He was a hero!
Vanish woke up with high hopes in taking care of the Mothers Club's foals but that quickly vanished as he attempted to try and calm a lost bab down in order to bring him back to their mother. The foal wailed and wailed at the top of his lungs not wanting to move or look at the buck.
"Well.. ok.. ok.. how's this" he asked the foal, playing hide and seek with his face and hooves. The foal was silent for one second and cried his heart out again.
Defeated, he let the same kin look after the foal like they did yesterday. Perhaps he was not meant to be a mother... and was destined to do a good job gathering food for the tribe... -sigh-
Stone Sparrow approaches the babysitters, offering to watch the younglings nap so they can take a turn at the market. It can't be too hard, they're just going to sleep, right? She figures, helping them vet snuggled into the warm furs.
She spends the time tidying up the area, building the snow piles back up, rolling the logs into neat lines, gathering up the small hits and bobs they've been playing with. Stopping now and then to go check on them, be sure they're warm, still breathing, gently humming if any seem to be having not so pleasant dreams.
By the time the group returned the first foals were starting to stir, their energy recharged and ready to play again. "Good luck, they'll be full of vigor again, having slept so long." she says, collecting her token with a thank you.
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9. The foals are already tired and you watch over them as they curl up for a nap. +1 token!
"Have I got another story for you," grinned First to Strike. There wasn't enough snow for him to dramatically kick up today (well, he'd kind of ruined it yesterday, which was probably why), but he had tons of stories about him and Grumble, hanging out and being bros.
But, uh, apparently kids didn't like that kind of s**t? "Weird," he told the totoma in charge when he came back. "For some reason they didn't like my sleepover story with Grumble. Grumble is the best."
