The Jester made his way through the deeper areas of the glen slowly, wondering where it was again that he was in relation to the entrance. Oh well, he'd get there eventually. He knew it was getting closer by the Dragons on guard. He thought how lucky it was that he didn't run into Vinny out here. After all, he'd seen another black already. Must have been his mate or something. He knew he'd mated off, but he also knew Vinny'd never mix on the color scale if he had a shot at another black. Finally he found the place, past the waterfall and over the rocks and all over, really. He looked around and wondered what to say to get some attention. He wasn't particularly rude today, so why barge in? He just spoke in a nice, painfully loud voice.
"ICER!!!!!"
And he stood, waiting with a grin.
"ICER!!!!!"
And he stood, waiting with a grin.