Fenrir & Open
Fenrir slid quietly into the room where the party was being held, trying not to attract any attention. He wasn't sure he really wanted to be here or whether he was going to stay long. Being around large groups of people had been... weird in recent years. It all got just... too much and he found himself needing space and quiet. It was weird because he'd never really been that kind of person. He liked the peace and quiet, sure, but he'd liked parties and people too.
He snagged himself a beer and found a corner away from the bulk of the party that had a pile of pillows and cushions in it. He sank down into them, smiling a little at the softness and comfort. He'd spent a fair bit of time today raiding various parts of the castle for nice comfy furniture to put in his little forest room. He practically had a little apartment tucked around all the trees with a bed and tables and chairs and whatnot. All of them were cozy and comfortable, something he hadn't had in a long time.
Now, he just settled back and took a long drink of his beer and watched the others in the room. He didn't recognise any of them but that didn't really matter. He was warm, well-fed, wearing clean comfortable clothes and he had a beer. Life didn't get much better.