[b]Tuesday, Spring 2nd[/b]
[i]Forget-Me-Not Valley[/i]

Through all the calls and cheers bubbling within the crowd, a certain new voice had caught her ear. Perhaps it was because it was calling for her, and it's frightfully heard to ignore your name being called, but the call striked her - especially since the voice was unrecognisable to her. Without stopping her movements, Clara turned her head toward the direction of the voice, not recognizing the face as a local. She supposed it was another traveller that had simply stopped for a drink or one who had overheard the ruckus inside the bar. His call seemed to fit in with the wordless song, so she had decided to incorporate her reply as to seem as if their conversation was a verse in itself. A small pout came upon Clara's lips as she thought of a reply before she suddenly called back with somewhat of a laugh, "[i]now that the ground has stopped freezing, the crops we can start receiving. And to that I say it's Winter that we will not be missing![/i]" She raised her mug as her last line seemed to be more of a cheer than a call, and as her mug was thrusted into the air, other mugs joined it's skyward journey, clanking together with others as their owners cheered in agreeance to her call. 

The mugs were lowered, and their contents flooded into the mouths of patrons and Clara herself before she finally got a second look at the stranger who called out to her. He [i]definitely[/i] wasn't a local, judging by his attire and cultural look about him. Clara offered him a smile - not one of those closed-lipped smiles you'd give a stranger in passing - but she gave him a full, wide, teeth-showing smile that matched the rest of her outwardly cheer that engulfed the rest of her. The moment didn't last very long, as by then she had returned to her celebrations with the local farmers, who by this point were also dancing. Clara hopped down from the table she had currently found herself using as a stage, disappearing into the crowd and joining in with the other patrons. She danced with a few, much like others were doing together - spinning and bouncing around with their partners in turn - and each time her hand slipped out of one patrons', it found itself in another's. 

Though, she had found herself wondering what the stranger had been doing by himself, seemingly not joining in with the others. She even wondered if he were still around, but through the bustle of the bar's celebrations, she couldn't spy him in even the corner of her eye. Those thoughts, however, were blurred out by Clara's focus on trying to not fall down or trip over her own feet or another's, as their dancing had become less and less co-ordinated. Though no-one seemed to mind being bumped into another, instead of a call or a yell, there was laughter shared between the two parties as they both disappeared back into the crowd with their current dance partner without a single beat being missed.

Clara no longer had to wonder if the traveller was still in the building; for during her partner change-over, she had gotten bumped by another passing woman searching for a new partner. This had caused her to be flung out of the crowd, flailing in search of something to save herself from hitting the wooden floor beneath her. Though she didn't hit the ground or find something to latch on to before doing such, her back had hit something that was far too soft to be a wall or furniture with an "oof!" escaping her lips. She quickly straightened herself up, dusting off her skirt as she slowly turned toward the person she had been launched in to. "I'm terribly sorry about th- Oh!" Clara's apology was cut short as she finally spied who she had gotten knocked in to, who was none other than the stranger with the odd way of speaking. She looked a bit shocked to see him, as she jumped a little as if he had just snuck up on her in an attempt to scaring her. After shaking herself out of her behaviour and a hint of nervous chuckling, she finally spoke again in an attempt to apologise for knocking him, "Yeah sorry about knocking you there; The dance is just a bit... Yeah..."