She had been to festivals and been a part of many kinds of celebrations but she had to admit that this feast that focused on what was available to the islanders was one that she could get behind. There was quite an array of food available and the entertainment? Well it was a mix between lively music with some amazing performances done by the locals.
This was a good way of pullin in people to spend time, money and energy here. She was willing to do all three and then some. While she wasn’t a dancer by any means it was obvious she was enjoying herself and the music was something that stirred fire in her heart. Just like the performance she was seeing that had a mix of dancing and fire; there were other aspects she enjoyed but she could honestly say that the ‘square off’ that was incorporated into the performance had her cmore intrigued.
She’d have to learn a little bit more about this island; but for now the werewolf would kick back and watch as things progressed. Most cultures used dances and performances like this to tell a story and she was earnestly curious. Even though that her curiosity was from the safety of the local ‘bar’ that had been set up near the back of the crowd. Not that she had any problem seeing over it given that she stood a good meter taller than anyone here.
Fishing out a coin she’d toss it to the bartender; he probably wasn’t used to her garb either. Being overly simple in the fashion of a white T shirt without sleeves and a black set of cargo pants. The lack of boots meant that he could even see that yes she indeed was a werewolf top to bottom. Handing her her drink Lucretia’s brow raised a bit; the one that she ordered came in a little coconut and had a little umbrella sticking out of it.
”Heh. Don’t think I ever thought to drink out of one of these before…”
Turning her gaze back onto the performance the werewolf decided that she’d have to enjoy herself a little more tonight than she normally would…