They'd left the communal bonfire, the merriment growing too loud for what was supposed to be a solemn celebration. Sebastian ran around the gathering of trees doing what he did best, finding small twigs and kindling to raise a more private fire for the friends. Arryn and Katrine arranged the stones that Virgil had gathered while Lesallia spread out a blanket. Kaimid was making ‘artistic’ seats for them to sit on -- more like uncomfortable. Finding a flat and rot-free stump, Sasan beckoned Arryn over to join him. Her cheeks colored a tinge of darker purple before graciously thanking him and taking his offered hand, sitting down gently. Furball came scampering over to paw at his leg while they waited. Turning his gaze toward the firepit, he noticed Sebastian fumbling with far too many branches, stacking the wood in a precarious steeple, only for his swishing tail to knock it all down.