4 first dates...?

[Oakrose & Crew]

OOC: LIke 50 first dates, only 4.... cause that's all I counted so far. That we've posted, the rest are *whispers* in our heads.

BIC:

*Oakrose walks along, the warm spring evening still alive with birdsong. The sun was slowly setting like a huge orange globe. She reached the ladder to Eale's Nest and climbed halfway up the ladder, then hesitated. Would walking up onto the porch be considered going into the house? Well, there are refugees staying in every spare niche, and Regen isn't too happy with that. I guess instead of invading two beasts' home, it'd be like invading six or sevens'. The squirrel decides to call up, so she raises her voice.*
Hello? Lonas, Regen, Tomin, anybeast?
*Maybe the little fox would hear, if no one else. Idly swishing the bottom of her olive dress, she laughs - if only a little bit. She would never understand why Regen took such a liking to the little fox, but seemed almost annoyed, irritated, with other refugees. He was sweet, Tomin was, but... it still didn't make sense. As long as the little thing was out of the way when Blackstar attacked - there was no maybe, it was certainly definite - she would be happy. But she would not like him fetching Regen drinks while he was directing troops. Not that he would, Oakrose reassured herself, because Tomin was so little, and sweet, and... men didn't always think the same as women.*

[Tinsy Stormsight]

The house was completely silent..everyone, and that meant everyone, who didn't live there had been removed forcibly. The Eale brothers were sitting about in various positions of relaxed unease..Regen with a drink, Lonas without. Neither of the squirrel brothers was talking much.
At least for a moment. Pretty quickly Lonas, in his usual way, found himself incapable of shutting up. It wasn't just on general principle though...he thought he knew something.
"Guess who's coming."
It was said in an amused tone of voice..and not by Lonas, either. Regen?
"Who?" Lonas raised an eyebrow, his brow eyes quizzical. Regen took a swallow of the glass in his paw..gin again, although watered down to keep him sober. Regen only wanted a faint buzz from the alchohol, not an overwhelming blare.
"Guess." The younger squirrel grinned.
Lonas glanced out the window, hoping to see. Nobeast was there, and he looked back at his brother with a frown.
"Um...Terragon?"
"Nope!" Regen was frowning now, as if he really expected the other squirrel to know.
"Is it.." Lonas thinks for a moment, then glares at the other in clear annoyance. "Damnit Reg', just tell me. I'm not in the mood for games."
Regen's grin returns. He counts softly to three, holds up a claw to forestall his brother's next comment, and pricks an ear toward the door.
Hello? Lonas, Regen, Tomin, anybeast?
Lonas doesn't bother to say anything, but jumps up and heads for the door instead. Regen watches his brother's receding back and laughs a bit.
"He din't know."

There was a brief pause at the door..it was locked from the inside, to keep the various partiers out. The lock stuck a little..Lonas twisted the bolt hard.
It snapped in his paw. The golden squirrel stared at it for a moment..he didn't think he'd pulled it that hard..and dropped the object on the floor. It landed with a clunk.
Without the lock, it was pretty easy to open the door. Lonas pulled it open, attempting to look like he was relaxed, and stuck his head out.
"H'llo?"

[Oakrose & Crew]

*At the sudden noise from above, the squirrel's head jerks up. She smiles sweetly. She would've waved, but she was itching her right paw.*
Hey! Wanna go for a walk? It's still warm for once, that means spring's almost here!
*Oakrose noted how quiet it was while scratching her paw. Ha, one night there's partying and drinking all night here, and the next it's empty. How odd... but nice. Oh, I wish this stupid paw would stop itching! She glared down her limb at the subject of annoyance, finally giving up. Let it itch.*