Legend had quickly become occupied exploring the corn maze, his method clearly well practiced but also complete as he took his time evaluating the setup. Upon his exit the being strode up to his host displaying a broad grin.
"I have found your maze suitably diverting, and your treats properly refreshing." [Notably he himself had not attempted to eat, but observation seemed enough for him.] "Tell me, what do you wish? You have supplied an excellent trick, now I return an equal measure treat!"
"I have found your maze suitably diverting, and your treats properly refreshing." [Notably he himself had not attempted to eat, but observation seemed enough for him.] "Tell me, what do you wish? You have supplied an excellent trick, now I return an equal measure treat!"
Alex Bluemoon wrote:
Kayle wrote:
"Okay. We've got this." A young woman murmured to herself, buried in the treelines and excitedly looking over to the lights and sounds coming from the farm. She smoothed out a t-shirt--some band logo she'd no idea the name of, but it was comfy--and the leather jacket that only covered about half her torso, and her arms. She idly thought human fashion was strange, but she enjoyed it anyway.
She stomped in the black boots that overtook her dark blue jeans, and gave her bright pink tresses a shake.
"This is the one time a year people don't question what you look like." She muttered to herself. She looked over her shoulder, contemplating if it was really alright to let her wings show like this. They trailed all the way down her form, kissing the ground with the edges of her white feathers and drifting in the breeze, similar to the leaves in the trees.
"It's their festival--Halloween. It'll be a costume." She affirmed herself. No one would question it. She jumped a little, hyping herself up for testing out her acting skills, before she breached the treeline, stepping out into the open area and pulling her sunglasses down to cover her golden eyes from the bright red rays of sunlight streaming through the field.
Kayle could smell something sweet, and hear the voice of a man speaking close to a machine she didn't recognize. She blinked as she took in the sight of a mechanical being, speaking with what looked like a knight of some sort. She grinned. Not too much to deal with--not like the city. She could test out her human interactions here.
And yet, she awkwardly stood there, because she had zero idea what to apply herself to first. She cleared her throat quietly, and shover her hands into the pockets of the half-jacket, taking a few steps forward as she continued to look out over the farm.
She stomped in the black boots that overtook her dark blue jeans, and gave her bright pink tresses a shake.
"This is the one time a year people don't question what you look like." She muttered to herself. She looked over her shoulder, contemplating if it was really alright to let her wings show like this. They trailed all the way down her form, kissing the ground with the edges of her white feathers and drifting in the breeze, similar to the leaves in the trees.
"It's their festival--Halloween. It'll be a costume." She affirmed herself. No one would question it. She jumped a little, hyping herself up for testing out her acting skills, before she breached the treeline, stepping out into the open area and pulling her sunglasses down to cover her golden eyes from the bright red rays of sunlight streaming through the field.
Kayle could smell something sweet, and hear the voice of a man speaking close to a machine she didn't recognize. She blinked as she took in the sight of a mechanical being, speaking with what looked like a knight of some sort. She grinned. Not too much to deal with--not like the city. She could test out her human interactions here.
And yet, she awkwardly stood there, because she had zero idea what to apply herself to first. She cleared her throat quietly, and shover her hands into the pockets of the half-jacket, taking a few steps forward as she continued to look out over the farm.
Alex saw the new commers coming in as he waved them in. "Hey! Come on over have some pie, maybe some cider and if you're feeling adventurous give the maze a try! Come on don't be shy!" He said Before he turned to Kyria watching her enter the maze. "Thank you! I uh...I do hope to see you again!" He said smiling softly before she seemed to vanish.
His eyes then turned to the big horse deer stag thing...Oh boy this was getting confusing by the second.... "Uhh well...This is new...Hey there!" He said as he reached over to a bag near by pulling out some apples and setting them on the tables. "Help yourself!" He offered as he then stood up on his tractor and smiled. "Thank you all! This is the first time Bluemoon Ranch has held this and I do hope your all having fun! This is a time where I'd like to give thanks to you all and that you all know that this season is all about having fun, making memories, and keeping strong! I hope you all make wonderful memories tonight as we start to have some fun!" he said as he then cleared his throat and sat down on the hood looking at those who had come and gone and thoughts to what next year he could do to make it better.
Kayle listened to the man speaking from his strange contraption, blinking as she glanced toward the area where food was being served. She’d never heard of cider before, though pie was familiar enough. Diners had offered plenty of those — mostly cherry — but she wondered what kind the man had mentioned this time.
Her gaze swept over the table, pink tresses slipping over her shoulders as she studied the array of treats. After a moment, she reached for one shaped like a triangle — something labeled a turnover — and poured herself a cup of cider before meandering toward a nearby haybale. Assuming it was meant as a seat, she settled onto it, only to confirm that it was, indeed, rather itchy.
Turning the pastry over in her hand, she examined it from behind the rim of her sunglasses before taking a tentative bite. Instantly, her senses lit up — the warmth of the filling, the flakiness of the crust, the unexpected burst of sweetness that danced across her tongue. She couldn’t help herself; the plate was clean within moments.
Next came the cider. Its taste was entirely new — smooth, crisp, with a subtle spice that lingered pleasantly as it slid down her throat. She let out a soft hum of approval, wholly satisfied with the discovery.
Her eyes drifted toward the maze where groups of people entered laughing and shouting, vanishing between the tall stalks. The sight piqued her curiosity, though she decided to wait a while longer. For now, she was content to sit, soak in the lively atmosphere, and savor the rare peace of the moment.
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