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Ooh, shinies. Again, this would have been a good booth for that silly scavenger hunt she'd been scrounging around for earlier! Freya pursed her lips, and put her fingers into the little trinkets, picking out three.

... All she could notice, as she stared at the tokens in her hands, was that she had two goddess wings, placed perfectly in the right position to be wings for the little token triforce in the middle, and she giggled wildly at the placement.

Canine's Quest

After Arynek failed the snow run so hard, she came back to the booth. The boil at the booth handed her a paper and asked her to draw what she though the ideal Amityville would be. That was an interesting question. An ideal school? She didn't know the school well, but she believed an ideal school would be the one that every student can enjoy a happy life, with good facilities and creature resources. It was hard to draw all these out. So she just draw a school with students holding hands and smiling in front of it. It looked at a small kid's drawing, but she had tried her best.

Billy wandered up to the booth. Now he couldn't vote for school politics, but he could spread the word, so he stopped and listened to Frost's campaign speech. he even read the clipboard. the guy looked solid, then again he didn't know him. A small track set up nearby caught his eye and he grinned.
"Oh hey can I try that?" He didn't wait for an answer and hopped off along the track. He didn't do bad, if he said so himself, but he wouldn't call it awesome.

He shook off some snow as he took the paper Frost offered him. 'How I envision it hmm?" easy, with him. He scribbled a goat in front of the school silhouette. no need to get complex.

Collecting the papers, Frost smiled. Smiling students, a goat... and. red eyes went to Danny. Of course she'd think on fire would be good. He didn't judge the level of skill, only what it showed. And it showed enough. "Thank you. I'll have a new task shortly up."

Ears picked at an introduction, head turning to the ghoul. "Ah, Amrita? I think we've met in passing. It's nice to see you so well." Passing being the raid on that human land. She'd been taken, now returned. "My ah, 'swag' as some have been calling it, varies. I have pins, a flag, a shirt, tea." He gave a shrug. "You are free to take whatever you like. And allow us to be properly introduced. Frost in the Storm, Knob, White Wolfos. If it wasn't already obvious, running for student council president. If you have any questions I am more than willing and able to answer."

Soren smirked at the juvenile fortune telling. Lan had hers, and he would trust her fortune much more than any foals. Still, he had not had a fortune yet, and he decided to humor him by having his read.

He drew out gems only. Courage, power, and power still. He eyed the elements curiously, earth and fire. Interesting. Maybe it was not completely inaccurate.

"I don't remember you." Amrita replied with blunt confidence. When she looked at Frost she was drawing a blank, but there were memories she had that were fuzzy at best. As the items were talked about she gazed at them, gauging them; she didn't want to be biased - she was already biased, but was trying not to be - so the more flashy items were out.

"Just the pins, please." That seemed the safest bet. Frost went on to properly introduce himself, and for a moment she looked uncomfortable. "Er...Amrita. Hob...patchwork." The last word was on a technicality a lie, and so it wasn't said with confidence whatsoever. She'd never had to introduce what she was before! Quickly wanting to change the subject, her backward hands scrambled for anything she could grab to stop fidgeting, which...happened to be the clipboard with his promises.

Okay, good. That was a distraction.

But one particular point made her visibly tense, her eyes icing over as she looked back up at the candidate.

"What makes you think you can make less death?" She asked, her voice steeling. "What makes you so special?" The last word was nearly hissed.

Tomoko's sound had his head turn, seeing the horsemen. A huff, he didn't quite get was business they had with halloween, but, profit was profit. And there was a slim chance that he would be able to spread the word? Frost doubted it, but once the horseman left, the wolfos leaned a bit to call out to the kitsune.

"Tomo-chan you do not need to hide. I am here." He would fight if he had no. Less out of chivalry than friendship. And perhaps instinct. Protect the 'weaker', even if Tomoko was likely to hurt him if she ever fought him. She was a secret power really. Red eyes went Back to Amrita and he apologized for the distraction.

So she did not recall him? Handing over the pin he nodded. "It's alright. Considering the events taking place I would not expect a large recognition. Things were... moving quickly at the time." And they were trying to defend and save and well- it was all hectic. "But it is good to meet you formerly in a less chaotic place." She tensed, and it didn't pass her notice. Had something on his board offended her?

Red eyes blinked, the hiss getting little reaction. "I think I can because I know I can. People take words too lightly, they make half baked promises, and then walk away without asking why. They do not demand answers, nor, do they ask for recompense. They fight, but do not think to what they fight for and what their actions might bring.
In example. The horsemen offered us a way to save the students. They wanted revenge, violence, death. They wanted to drag us into what was not our fight. Many accepted if for a time and were branded for it." He showed his hand where the red mark of the clans had once been, making the symbol with his claw. "We wanted to save our own, not take part in a battle. This is what myself and others did you rescue you and those taken Amrita." His voice was even, neither cold nor angry. He spoke of if as if it were simply fact.

"Yet only myself and one other demanded the marks be removed right after, knowing what they represented. We had played our part, we had done what we set out to do. We owed no one of the clans. So to answer the first in whole? I can promise less death because I will not allow us to be taken to be apart of death. To be used as tools of violence. I will fight to protect those of Amityville, but I will not have us played as fools. I will ask questions, I will demand answers. I will seek them out. When the school turns it back, I will fight to keep us together, to keep us safe. That is the way of a leader. To be present in times of crisis, to think not only of what is, but what is to be. This is a role I have been trained for, what I have been taught for." He took a breath, sighing.

"I am not 'special' Amrita. No more than you are. I am Frost in the Storm, a white wolfos who believes in their words, who believes in those around him. Who trusts but with caution. Who will be a tool of his people, but not a tool of strangers. I do not have to agree with all students, nor can I force them to think as I do. I can claim to know best, but to lead I must think I know best and act accordingly. The difference between being an ignorant leader and a good leader is listening to those you protect, in being a part of a the pack while leading it." Shoulders slumped.
"I'm very sorry if I must seem boisterous, but this is who I am. I will not deny a truth of my being for the sake of favor. I am confident in what I say and do Amrita. If I make a promise, I plan to carry it out. I am bound by my honor, just as I am bound by my truths."