The feast was grand.
People ate, laughed, danced, and made merry on the hill top. There were those who spoke tales in animated ways, captivating the heroism all great stories had.
Wooow!
"Incredible!"
"Worthy of being a real man."
"Bahahaha~ You did great!"
"Yeah! Kick these kidnappers till their butts turn purple."
The ale and food were insanely good. Everyone was in a good mood, clapping to create music, while dancing around in a famous peasant dance everyone knew of.
It was simple. You place your arm in another's, dance around together in circles and then switch partners later.
It was worth mentioning that while they were having merry here, the many creatures living in the stable were also brought a hefty feast.
Hah.
If you think they won't drink ale because they are from the Fiery fox clan, the Phoenix clan, or even ordinary horses, then you would be wrong.