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> Nepeta: Host Midsw33p's Vigil.

The path up to Nepeta's cave has been carefully shoveled free of snow.

(Okay, not so much "carefully shoveled" as "joyfully blasted". If there's one thing laser claws are good for that isn't fighting, it's carving through annoying stuff that's in your way. There are a few vitrified and/or half-melted fragments of rock lining the path. Don't worry; none of them are still steaming.)

Up close to the cave mouth, two huge cats have been sculpted out of snow in guarding positions, one on either side of the path such that any visitors will have to pass between them. They look incredibly ~~adorable~~ menacing.

Invited guests are welcome! Uninvited guests will probably be warned off before the cave's automatic defense systems kick in.

Probably.

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Come on in! There's a handy pile to drop coats and other winter outerwear, and a frankly huge eat mesa (or "table" if you want to be all fancy and blueblooded about it) to put food offerings on.

(You did remember to bring something to contribute to the feast, right?)

The thing about a holiday where you stay awake through your usual sleep cycle: there has to be something to do to kill all that time.

In the corner over that way there's a medium-sized screen running troll movie classics, although it could probably run human movie classics if pressed to. In that other corner there's a pile of furs to flop in and tell stories or play word games.

There's also snacks. No, really, a ridiculous amount of snacks.

The sun is just setting outside, which means it's time for the festive dinner/breakfast/whatever to commence! The centerpiece is the result of Nepeta's latest hunt: a giant roast of ... something implausibly large, but probably of terrestrial origin. Or at least it smells okay to anyone here who happens to be of terrestrial origin.

Wonder what everybody else brought.

Everybody outside for an EPIC SNOW BATTLE! Grand melee, single combat, or total free-for-all.

(Pick your music here!)

This is the last part of Midsweep's Vigil: watching the sun come up to close the day, and then immediately fleeing its terrible rays to hunker down indoors and sleep.

Anyone who feels like staying here to sleep is welcome; there's lots of fur rugs to sprawl out on, and cushions and stuffed plushies if you feel the need for anything softer.

If you'd rather head on down the mountain and back in the direction of the bar, better hurry and say goodbye to Nepeta before she topples over from exhaustion.

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Arrivals

Hanging Out

Feast time!

[S] STRIFE!!!