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Valkyrie de le Poer had been out and about this morning, like a little energizer bunny. She had taken the liberty to meet a few of the local ravens so she had been chatting with them, and found out that there was a party today. Rather, she was reminded, even though the woman had a pretty solid memory. She hadn't forgotten about this day, but it ended up coming in her conversation because the ravens asked what she was planning on bringing. Valkyrie decided that she would try her hand at fishing for today, and she was lucky enough to wake up early enough to catch the early morning coolness (she often woke early so she could spend nighttime hours with Hextor) and breakfast time for the fish so they would be closer to the water's edges and stuff. She grabbed her makeshift wooden spear that she had in her den for spear fishing (her favorite type of fishing to be honest) and once she had gotten that, she had been off to her favorite fishing hole that was at Folly Lake. She tried to make the catches quick, but of course, the fish had gotten smart at some points in time and she had to fool them into thinking that she was not there. She had gotten better and better at this since she had been doing it for some time now, but she still missed her targets 50% of the time. By the time she had gotten enough fish for her to be happy to bring to the party, she would also have help from Hextor until the sun had rose and hurt his eyes, and he had to cut down on what was able to catch. It was only because one of his eyes was bad now, the scar on it had told her that there was story of what had happened to her owl. She'd yet to ask only because she was not able to read the message that the luperci had given to hex to bring to her. She could only imagine what it said.
When she had gotten all of her fish, she had gotten a string and tied them by their tails to each other and she had picked them up and got dry(and got dressed) and then hauled them over her shoulder and left Folly Lake, heading back to the Mansion for the party that they were having. It would take her some time to get there, with the weight of the fish on her back, and her having to carry her spear as well. She also didn't go right to the party yet, for she still needed to go back to her den and get her prettiest dress on and get ready. She headed to the Grimwell caverns and once she had been there, she spent maybe an hour getting ready, and pretty in her sense, brushing through her dark locks to make sure they were brushed the way that she did, with her bangs in front of her face, mostly pushed to the right, covering one of her eyes partially. She got on her pink dress, and then she grabbed the fish again and then she was off to the mansion. Hextor flew ahead of her, her scout of sorts, and him taking the route that was heavily forested.
As she was coming up to the mansion, she had caught her father walking in the opposite direction of the party. She cocked a brow at the male and then pulled an over-sized ear to the side and cocked her entire head. Hey, pops, where'ya goin? she asked him. Tha' parties that'away. she spoke, pointing her coal fingers towards the mansion where the man had just come from. Ya' should join us, please please pleaseeeee? she asked, begging her father to accompany her and Hextor to the party. She would enjoy seeing her father perhaps enjoy one get together in his lifetime. She really hoped that he did not have the heart to deny his eldest daughter.