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Lan might have been thinking of going back to the booth. But then she saw Soren and Senga going at it.

She blushed, turned and hurried on her way.

Soren had pulled on a wolf's tail, and now he was getting the reaction. And he was still trying to hide his amusement, or at least the majority of it. It was almost as if a small dog was barking at a large one when it came to this.

The kiss from Senga was unexpected, but Soren certainly held his own. Of course, he was not just going to let the colt end things. He put a new candy into the horseman's hand. "You have your kiss, move along. You can't keep me to yourself." But as for the challenge of it all...Soren did not want to let that slide. "We'll finish this another time, colt." He glanced around. There were just too many people here and he had a job to do. "In private."

Oh and before Senga could leave..."You owe payment for four kisses."

Nergui had been watching everything from where she'd sat near Lifen. At first with nothing more then mild curiosity, but as events unfolded in progressively odd ways she found it impossible to tear her gaze away. At one point one of the heirs had graced them with his presence, and she could honestly say she hadn't been expecting him to partake in Soren's part of the booth. That was hardly the most interesting thing to have happened though.

"My my, I would wager your lips to be mighty tired after that, my dear Guardian." There was an odd tone to dark mare's voice, though it was hard to distinguish. Anyone who knew her well, not that their was many of them, could have guessed she wasn't happy about the competitive lip locking the two stallions had exchanged in, but as it wasn't her right to care she was keeping that to herself.

Returning her attention to Lifen, Nergui dipped her hand into the box to pull out one of the many charms. Perhaps her fortune would have something helpful or enlightening to say.

Alas, she'd pulled out the dragon, and the fortune that came along with it was nothing to get excited for. Mildly good luck, but no deeply profound prediction to look forward to. Pursing her lips, she tucked the charm away into her back with her seeds.

Besides, Soren's lips really belonged to Invi now. Invi who saw his cousin hurry away again. He sent a glare of SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMEEEEEEE after her.

Soren could not help but smirk as Senga left. The colt had decided to fight him...by giving him another kiss. Five in such a short time span. His coffers were full, his lips sore from the colt's lack of tact. But now he needed to continue with his job.

He looked up at the priestess as she spoke, nodding his assent. His last kiss had been a cop-out really. He truly did need a break, and with one of the booth member's gone...well, it just made it that much easier to do so. He stood and stretched before moving around the booth.

"You want to explore?" he offered, determined to step away.

Mismatched eyes followed the tall guardian as he slid out from behind the both, and she nodded when he asked if she'd like to go exploring with him. With a smile to Lifen the dark priestess got to her feet, palms smoothing her skirt along her sides before she reached up to adjust the fall of sheer lace veil. A small hand came to rest on Soren's arm ,and if he'd allow it she'd tuck delicate fingers around his elbow.

"Lead on," she mused lightly, the shadow of a smile twitching along dark lips. Now that the stallion wasn't bound by honor to lay lips on anything that offered him coin, Neru seemed in a much better mood.

So first Mengyao left in a bit of a huff, which made the little horsewoman worry - and then Lan had meandered, looking for a bit of fun while she was on a little 'break', and now Soren seemed to be escorting the beautiful Priestess from the Death clan. Lifen's eyebrows shot up when she watched him slide from behind the booth and take her arm-in-arm. They were leaving her to the wolves. LIfen was not very good at large groups of people coming to her if she didn't know them.

At least the little Sorenfly seemed a little adorable, dancing around and doing everything it could do what Soren himself would normally do. How dear.

Worrying the edge of her sleeves, she watched as everything transpired, mis-matched eyes widening in a bit of a panic before hearing the strong voice of Shaheen broke her reverie, red and gold flashing back to her before settling again, but her hands still continues to worry the fabric, sometimes going over to grab Balthazar, toying with his ears and just being overly shy.

"Ox is a very good omen, Shaheen." She peeped up, "It means that good things are coming your way, and we know that any of one of us could use the good omen." She tried to joke, giving the token a once over, smiling at it.