[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify] The smell of something burning thickened the air, as the enclosure caused smoke to rise to the blue heavens. Was something on fire? Would it travel? No, and no. For it was only a small bonfire that was being watched over by an anxious calico.
Skewed fish and mice laid on the table, with berries and vegetables piled beside it. The meat was slightly burnt, but cooked both fine and rare - if they wanted it another way, they would have to place it back within the fire and wait. Some type of tangy sauce she found was placed by the collection, used only if the consumer desired. Refreshments were going to be served, sooner or later, whenever the bonfire cooled down or someone came by. Was she worried? No. Would she be prepared? We shall see.
With a sigh, Zatanna expelled a slight cough and took a step back to look over everything. The aromas of grilled food intermingled with the fresh air, giving off a pleasant scent. Smoke was beginning to disappear, and the flames were shrinking a bit. Ah yes, this was a fine day for a barbeque. She would only have to get something to drink - water, juice, whatever she could find. A shrug rolling off her shoulders, she hollered, “Skyclan! Come over for a barbeque!"
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