A pretty young woman stood in the middle of a forest, like usual. she was wearing her standard apparel - some brown raggy stuff torn from consistent fights. her hair was clean - it's in the ceremonies - but uncared for otherwise - a topic undiscussed by the ceremonies - and she was a hunter.
her name was Azara, and she was about to be forced into something she didn't want to do. again.
A podium sprung up from the ground. Azara stared at it, confused, before a young eight year old blonde girl suddenly -
Wait. This seems familiar... -flash- I was at a ball that I was forced to go too... a podium... microphone... -endflash- NOT ANOTHER DANCE!
I did not want to do another dance. I just kinda left the last one after nobody else showed up. I noticed the girl, Destra, was looking annoyed.
"So. More people will hopefully be arriving soon. My name is Destra as you all know, and I am hosting this Spring Dance in this forest that's waking up." The forest doesn't sleep... "same as last time, we didn't real plan it, and I'm the only one on the Spring Dance Committee... so, other people feel free to do anything. no real rules or signups, but the committee, me, would request that violence be avoided if at al possible. thank you. Have fun!"
And she jumped from the podium again and suddenly party stuff came up. Free food again. great.