Let us have fun (open, Party with HawkClan)

As soon as Val had seen what the deer was doing, he couldn't help but grow excited. And, it took all of his patience to wait until Amasius had set everything up to scamper into the clearing. There was so much here! The smells were almost overwhelming, but they were also nice and some of them new to his nose. The toys on the beach were the best part, though. Valemon couldn't wait to play with them! But, before he could, a large creature stepped into his path. What was that? Another End Game? The cub hoped not. After taking a few instinctive steps backwards, he looked up at the dinosaur with a forced smile. "Hi," he said, voice quiet.

Shining himself was next to arrive to this little party. There was definitely plenty of food, from what the tom could see. A good variety as well- something for everyone. He might go pick something out from the fruit pile if he eventually felt hungry. For now, the tom was content with chatting. Shining situated himself closely beside Valemon, sensing that the lion cub felt a bit worried about... well, the dinosaur. Any sensible kid probably would have been.

"Ah, I recognize you," Shining said to the Allosaurus. The creature had been there when the Captain visited Hawkclan for a short while. Unfortunately, they hadn't had a chance to converse.
"I've not caught your name, though. I'm Shininglight."

Parties were a little bit of a new thing for her, the closest thing to a party that she attended were drinking contests of silly men who were constantly trying to show off. Shockingly her pelt was dry, although the sharp aroma of the ocean still clung to her, as she had just woken up from a peaceful nap under the shade of a billowing tree. Her worn paws comfortingly sunk into the sand as she strode towards the growing group of different faces, her dark hickory eyes scouting out anyone who was by themselves. Everyone seemed partnered up already but that didn't detour Elizabeth from walking over to them and giving a slight wave with her tail before she continued towards the sea. Might as well be one of the first ones to get her paws wet after all.

Littlestar flew into the territory of Riverclan on the back of her griffin and was plesantly surprised to find that the setting was on some grass and the beach nearby. She could already see the large allosaurus and felt inwardly relieved. It was good to know other Hawkclanners would be here too and not just her because that would be truthfully awkward especially when she peered closer and saw bloody Shininglight conversing with her friend. Not forgetting all that she'd said to him and all that he'd said to her, her face turns neutral and perhaps even cold. Bubby descends and together they land a bit wayas off from the actual party. She jumps from his back and lands on the ground softly, turning back to the worried griffin. She smiles up at him and pats his feathered neck. "It's okay. Go fly in the air, do whatever ya want. I'll call you when it's time to go. Go on!" She gives him a little helping pat and he opens his great big wings before taking off into the air. For so long Littlestar had wished for wings and even now, that wish remained true. Wings to fly with, ones like his own. But it was stupid to be jealous of her own pet. The tabby turned back to the party setting and limped on over, golden eyes on the food almost immediately. She picked off some easy to chew chicken bits and headed towards the beach, artfully skipping past Shine.

Standing in the water and munching on her food, it was only until a couple moments passed that she noticed Elizabeth. Oh, it was Liza! "Hey there. I've met ya before." Littlestar calls out, plopping through the water. Her fur is long meaning that she looks like an immensely different feline each time she gets her whole body soaked but thankfully that hasn't happened yet. She stops just before the sea smelling feline and stares out into the distance, tongue picking out bits of chicken from her teeth. "I recommend the chicken. It's real good- all salty and shit."

Brokenjaw was his name? Well, it was fitting. The cub did nothing to try and hide the fact that he was starting at the other's crooked jaw. It was a lot like Littlestar's. "M' name's Val," he said in response to the dino's question. Yes, he undertood that the HawkClanner was a friend, especially if he was a friend of Shining and Amasius. That didn't mean he wasn't a little scary, though.

Then, as if Valemon's thoughts had conjured her, the HawkClan leader arrived. She had a cool bird, one the young Skywalker was about to ask if he could pet before he flew away. Still, at least she was here. As far as food, although the smells were nice, he wasn't really interested. He wanted to know what games they planned on playing.

Elizabeth recognized the HawkClan leader with a grin that splattered across her deceivingly delicate features. Not only because of the younger female's words but also out of a mutual recognition and respect. Any woman who pulled herself upwards of the rank of a leader was admirable in her book, especially because it was apparent that Littlestar had been through quite a lot to achieve that position. All in all the pirate knew she would be very fond of the feline if they had more chances to chat. "We have indeed. And thanks but I'll stick with the sea salt for the time being. Between you and I just moments before I got here I stuffed my face with salmon." Her head gave tiny shakes from side to side while a humorous glint slipped into her thoughtful eyes.

"The way I scarfed that thing down would have made my neat and proper Father roll over in his grave if he could see me." She had been starving until recently, having spent the majority of her day mapping out RiverClan's lands and finding the best points were she could potentially dock her boat, if she ever completed it in time before winter would freeze things over. "Enough about me. How have you and your clan been?" The water-loving cat questioned while she let her left paw dangled upwards a little so that it would be gently moved with the lazy waves that lapped at the shore. She was already getting better at this whole 'clan' talk it would seem.

Like Elizabeth, the female used to really respect and admire those women who were in positions of power. Whenever younger her had met one, she'd find herself secretly fawning over them, wanting their attention. She wanted to impress them and become them at the same time. In a way, she had fufilled her young dreams. But it hadn't been all that she hoped for. It came with pain and responsibility and if younger her had knew that, there'd probably a boat load more respect for the women in power. But she knew it now. And she did still respect other woman in power unless they were shitty ones like Duchess or Lyra had been. Liza's response made her chuckle, ears twitching. Salmon, huh? Real fancy. "You're all about that salt life, huh?" She grinned. Well, the other girl literally smelt of it and was also standing in the salty sea water. Come to think of it, this girl gave off strong pirate vibes. She had met pirates before but only bad ones. One that had pushed her off a plank into deep waters when she'd been but an Exiler child. That event had triggered a phobia of water which she'd since gotten over.

Hearing that Liza had a neat and proper father made her grin, liking the Riverclanner more and more. "Yeah well, that makes two of us. Except both my fathers would be rolling." The tabby gives a humorous little jibe at the fact she had two dads, something she didn't consider often enough. To her it was normal. She'd never had a mother.. not even a motherly figure for christs sake. No wonder she was such a tomboy half the time and found herself admiring and liking woman a whole lot. "Ehh. We're moving slowly right now but I have a hopeful feeling things will eventually get better. We also just lost.. two members from our clans. So uh, we could defenitely be in a better place. But we'll be fine, we always have been fine." Even after the famine.. we bounced back from that. "What about the big RC? How've you guys been doing?"

She chuckled at the words 'salt life' and her head bobbed from side to side in an agreeing manner. She supposed she was indeed, all about that salt life. Her damp ears flicked once she had the suspicion of being watched but it was merely Amasius, probably just curious, and her attention flitted directly back towards Littlestar. A smile tickled her black lips at the mention of the HawkClan leader's fathers and she replied lightly, "Well we must'nt disappoint them, we are after all ladies." She winked after she had spoken while her fluffy tail did a small flourish behind her, causing a few droplets of the seawater to be flung into the air. Much like Lit she herself never had a motherly figure in her life, her Mother having passed away on the voyage over to her old homeland. Disease her Father had told her and he had never quite gone into any more detail, the look in his loving but haunted eyes had always made her shut her mouth anyways.

Speaking of death, her big brown eyes widened at the mention of HawkClan losing two of their members and she was quick to offer a quiet, "Well I'm sorry for your losses." before blinking slowly as she listened to what else the feline had to say. "It seems like HawkClan has been through a lot, but like you said you're bound to land on your feet. Perhaps even stronger than before." Yes it was a bit cliche and borderline cheesy but it seemed fitting to the situation at hand and Elizabeth scuffed at the sandy pebbled ground beneath her before adding, "RiverClan has been fine, I suppose. I haven't been around all that much but apparently there was some drama that occurred before I arrived. Nothing serious, just a squabble. Or at least that's what the gossip has been." It was hard not to innocently eavesdrop whenever she was strolling around the camp and of course she retained chunks of information here and there.

Brokenjaw. Huh... A bit of an odd name to call oneself, but it seemed to be fitting from what the tom could see. He wasn't about to comment on it though. He'd heard weirder names in the past. The conversation was moving right along, anyway. At the mention of Riverclan's territory, Shining beamed happily. "Why thank you! I'm a big fan of our Red Grove; it's a pretty interesting place, I'll encourage you to check it out sometime, if you're a fan of exploring," he replied.

Something taking off into the air caught his attention while the others continued talking. A griffin, flying away from the scene. He recognized the creature, and who it belonged to. His gaze traveled back down to the ground to spot Littlestar, chicken in her clutches, walking towards the beach. A silent sigh escaped Shining.

Did he have any games? Well, there was that 'never have I ever' that they'd played. He also liked hide and seek. But, most of the games Val played were solo ones, like when he went looking for birds or collected rocks or seashells and then built things with them. Frowning, the cub wracked his brain for some idea. Then, as his wandering gaze passed over the nearby beach, one finally came to him. "Sand! Play!" he exclaimed, scampering closer to the beach. His game wasn't very specific, but he figured they could draw in the sand of build stuff, something he'd seen a flew clanmates do before. Whatever they did, it would be fun.