I Knew You Were Trouble

After the slight hiccup at Green Lake this morning, Ruby had been called on to stitch up Pawee's tail and check Arrie over.

With Arrie pronounced good to go, they were now back on track for the evening's festivities.

The alcohol had started to flow before the sun even went down, so by the time the farewell party officially kicked off at eighteen hundred, some of its participants were already rather merry.

Winter had prepared a beautiful spread of food and another banner; this time it read 'Go Rebels!', giving the whole event the feel of a post-match bash, rather than the eve of a war.

Alton surveyed the room and shook his head in resignation. It was a feature of the game they were in that his men worked hard and played hard. It was just that the addition of women to the mix was a highly combustible one…