[h2][color=#ff0000]Jibanyan[/color] – Storage House[/h2]

Jibanyan was awakened by something less than pleasant, but not exactly unfamiliar. The loud pounding on the wooden door of the storage house was the fourth time this week, the first one nearly scaring the otherworldly life out of the poor cat Youkai, and he already knew who was responsible, so one could imagine his dull surprise when the red cat Youkai saw the red paper nailed to the poor wooden door. The rather ‘elaborate’ drawing on said paper was new though, so he wondered if the 'king' had finally made up his mind about the event time. 

[color=#ff0000]"So he finally did it for real, nyan. Maybe he’s been holding off the party because there’s nyo cake, nyan?"[/color] he wondered to himself out loud, having taken a guess from the work of art. [color=#ff0000]"Then again, he most likely will have us watch him eat the cake, nyan…"[/color] With a sigh, Jibanyan folded the paper and slipped it into his yellow haramaki, the belly warmer around his red and white body. Since he was up and about, he figured that he might as well start crossing off items from his mental to-do list. A big yawn and a morning stretch later, the cat closed the door and made a jog down the road on his two feet towards the only old-fashioned Eastern house in the village. 

Jibanyan promised Fuma that he would bring some seeds over which he conveniently found after foraging near the edges of the forest, but jury was still out on whether or not those seeds would be of use to the hunter. Either way, he thought that he’s bound to find out sooner or later anyway, so he wasn’t particularly worried.

[h2][color=#ff3333]Jinx[/color] – Small House By The Hill[/h2]

[color=#ff3333]"Shiro, can you open the door?"[/color] Jinx's voice could be heard from behind the wooden door moments after Pridemoor had taken his royal leave, sounding not too pleased to hear the loud pounding. She was just about to wake up when the pounding started, so the crude alarm wasn't really necessary. With a squeak, Shiro, the white familiar, pushed the door with all the little being's might before scuttling out to see the invitation crudely nailed to the front door. She tried prying off the paper herself to no avail, so she peeked from behind the door and chattered, calling for her fellow familiar. Already bouncing with energy, Kuro, the black familiar, flew away and disappeared behind the open door. The two tried to pry the paper off together, but were left empty-handed. They refused to give up, however, and so they huffed and puffed before giving the paper the hardest tug they could muster. With a loud squeak, it finally came off... because Jinx, having decided that they were taking too long and having gone to check on them, finally pulled the paper herself.

A brow raised, Jinx glanced at the scribbled picture. That was different than the last three invitations nailed to her door. Maybe it actually meant something, but she couldn't exactly tell what it's supposed to be. [color=#ff3333]"Huh, who knew the royal highness has artistic talent?"[/color] she mused, a sarcastic tone for the great 'king'. Taking a look at the drawing, Shiro seemed to get the message and chattered to Jinx, speaking in a language only she and Kuro could understand. [color=#ff3333]"Cake? Lame!"[/color] Jinx rolled her eyes in response, then another question popped up. [color=#ff3333]"Who's making it though?"[/color] Tapping her chin, the redhead tried to come up with an answer, but she couldn't be bothered to finish the thought. [color=#ff3333]"Eh, who cares? At least we're invited."[/color] 

To say that Jinx didn't always get along with the golden 'king' was an understatement, but tolerating him had gotten easier with time. She was legitimately surprised that Pridemoor would be gracious enough to invite her after the last hijink between her and the 'king', but she figured that he had let bygones be bygones. Kuro piped up with his own opinion on the matter, chattering and spinning around Jinx's head. [color=#ff3333]"You're right, Kuro. We should get him a present~!"[/color] Jinx replied with a smile, but it didn't take long for said smile to pull apart into a mischievous grin as she left the house, Shiro and Kuro following close by. [color=#ff3333]"I wonder if he likes pink glitter bombs!"[/color]