Catch that gourd! {Seasonal Event}

They bounded through the trees, strangely lush for the time of year – he had to remind himself how much about the world they had yet to understand – and he kept glancing at the large wolf by his side with a devious grin. Her bark and wagging tail elicited a breathy laugh from the man, mostly cut off by the feeling of her teeth pinching at his boot. ”Hey!” He snapped, hopping slightly with a smile. ”Watch it, ya little shit!” The playful pursuit by… The fact that they were demonic pumpkins would never let him sleep without a chuckle. The playful pursuit by pumpkins reminded him of the few times that the two of them had to haul ass away from guards on a job. Only the threat of guards was surprisingly less than the threat of bloodthirsty gourds. Their run brought them through a break in the trees, emerging in a small paradise. The grass was vibrant and looked soft; there was a beautiful pool of gently moving water. In his time, he had only seen place back when he was in the Guild in a kingdom neighboring Northwind. He hadn’t had the chance to return to it before going to Northaven, but this place gave him a feeling of peaceful relaxation. He didn’t like it. Kalt slowed to a walk, pulling his whip through his hand, cleaning the pumpkin off of the leather. Giving Ashe a mischievous glance, he would plop the pumpkin guts on her head with a laugh. Ashetta kalt give into the night.