Shay-Lee was laughing, having a good time, she was chatting with Izmal from White Moon and they were having quite a bit of fun with some jokes. While their Clan’s were different, it was good to have some allies they could enjoy the celebrations with. There were other Clans and their members around, but she did not get along with them well enough to be as relaxed as she was with the White Moon Clan. They had good trades and always worked together when it was needed. Right now Izmal was telling Shay-Lee about a recent clash with a rouge, who had mistakenly thought they could take from the farms. She enjoyed his story telling and could not help but laugh at him and his expressions. The night was going well, everyone was behaving and that was the best they could ask for.
Taking a sip from her
