[ It is amusing to Reynir, just how much it looks like this lost sheep is bleating with intention at individual party-goers. The first one they walk past, he stops, turns back and asks if they are missing a sheep. He'd thought perhaps the little guy recognized his shepherd and was calling out for him. But when the answer is a firm negative, Reynir gives a shrug and moves on.
As he's going, he asks the people he passes if anyone had brought a sheep with them, if anyone had seen someone bring a sheep with them, but he's having no luck at all. It's no trouble for him, carrying the sheep for a good deal of time: he's used to it and stronger than he looks from his wiry frame. The surprise licks startle a laugh from him. ]
You're an affectionate little guy, aren't you?
[ The tiniest part of Reynir is now almost hoping he doesn't find this sheep's owner. He could find a way to take care of it... he's sure Onni wouldn't mind... well, wouldn't mind too much.
Eventually, he decides this wandering around tactic isn't working and finds a relatively quiet spot to set the sheep down. They're near to one of the many buffet tables and Reynir, always considerate, selects a slice of pear, a slice of apple, and a little handful of grapes, setting them in front of the sheep for him to snack on. ]
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As he's going, he asks the people he passes if anyone had brought a sheep with them, if anyone had seen someone bring a sheep with them, but he's having no luck at all. It's no trouble for him, carrying the sheep for a good deal of time: he's used to it and stronger than he looks from his wiry frame. The surprise licks startle a laugh from him. ]
You're an affectionate little guy, aren't you?
[ The tiniest part of Reynir is now almost hoping he doesn't find this sheep's owner. He could find a way to take care of it... he's sure Onni wouldn't mind... well, wouldn't mind too much.
Eventually, he decides this wandering around tactic isn't working and finds a relatively quiet spot to set the sheep down. They're near to one of the many buffet tables and Reynir, always considerate, selects a slice of pear, a slice of apple, and a little handful of grapes, setting them in front of the sheep for him to snack on. ]
What am I going to do about you, huh?