FOTD 2021

“Eggs actually go in there?” Vina asked, eyes peering over the counter as Folkren was mixing the egg, spices, and a few other things in a blender while Krites took over the task of cooking dinner.

“Well it IS called eggnog, Vina.” Folkren so sweetly told her as he reached a hand to stroke along her mane as she watched the blender go to work and mix those ingredients together while also adding in that much needed air. It was wonderful and glorious to watch, like a waterspout sucking up all the things under it and taking it away. Minus the taking it away part, as everything was now contained in the blender with a lid.

“But the katsu curry doesn’t have cats in it!” She protested, reaching out a claws finger to touch the blender but her hand was moved gently away before she could fully reach it and attempt to know over the device. They seemed to have enough messes today from Folkren not realizing a lid needed to be on before blending, the walls still covered in a yellow liquid from the splatter and Kri’s pristine clothes were also messy, not that he seemed to mind right now.

“That’s not english so it doesn’t count!” Folkren told the young dragon who still huffed at him, trying to think of more things that had words in it but didn’t contain what it said it would. Sadly her young mind turned up blank, and she just continued to watch as the drink was poured and eventually handed to her to try so she’d stop wanting to do something like touch the bladed wirler.

“I suppose, I’m going to go share this with Lykos!” She happily told the pair as she pranced off to find her darling. She knew he was outside frolicing in the snow, but if she called sweetly enough he’d come in.