the campfire song song - o, joiner

merihem could smell sugar from miles away. the apprentice had a massive sweet tooth and loved all things candy, especially something that was pure sugar like marshmallows. he was patrolling near the gates out of boredom when he could smell the sugar and the fire. nose twitching, he followed the scent to arrive at the scene.

a girl sat, roasting a marshmallow over an open flame. well, this was new. he blinked, focusing on her, before he bared his teeth. "hey," he greeted, almost angrily. "gimme a mallow' or else i'm gonna use your carcass as a sleeping bag," he warned, holding a paw out for her to put a marshmallow in. "do it." he didn't ask for her name or her business- just for her mallows.