rochaille and the annual starfall faire~

It was a crisp cool afternoon in Bellmoril for this year's Starfall Faire. Elnin, Kyunru and various species alike, bustled about prepping, selling and enjoying themselves. In the capital city of Il'durahn, academics everywhere were finally taking a break from their studies to enjoy the festivities. And one pale little kittom was busy setting up her stall with her pomu. Rochaille had spent the last several weeks gathering various ingredients from different vendors throughout the outskirts of Bellmoril. She had spent her time haggling with farmers, getting lost in the expansive autumnal forests of Bellmoril, and finally, tasting her recipes for sweet candied maple macarons! It was her first year hosting a stall of this magnitude! And on such an important event! Starfall Faire!

She had woken up early that morning, before the sun could give the forests their usual golden orange glow. Rochaille and her pomu, Gildy, had spent the morning covered in flour, sugar and other delectable spices busy creating treats for all the festival goers who'd be coming by that night. First they had carefully separated the egg yolks from the egg whites. Rochaille wasn't the best at this part, but thankfully her pomu Gildy was super deft with her hands! Next, they had to whip up the egg whites in a large bowl! It took a while and a lot of paw power! But finally the egg whites became beautiful glossy stiff peaks. They then separated the meringue into smaller bowls to which they added food colouring of various colours to symbolise the flavours they were making! A burnt reddish colour for the maple flavoured one, a brilliant yellow for the citrus flavoured one, and a contrasting blue for a blueberry one. With the colours finally mixed together. They then combined various ingredients in flavours into the correct colours before Gildy helped add them into large piping bags. Gently the duo piped each macaron out, baked them in an oven, and let them dry, while she and Gildy made the separate creams for each. A delicious candied maple cream, for the reddish maple macaron. A sweet yet tangy lemony cream for the golden macaron. Finally, a delicious pale purply cream, incorporating freshly crushed blueberries. Rochaille wiped the sweat off of her brow, as the last cream combination was set. Her pale white tail, tipped with rose pink swayed left and right with satisfaction and her creation. Her pomu, Gildy, dipped a claw into each batch and tasted it with a pondering look on her face, before chirruping and clicking at the blueberry cream. 

"Hmm... I guess you might be right. Maybe sweeter would be better for the blueberry cream." Rochaille then added a little extra sugar to the cream, until Gildy gave a nod and smile of satisfaction. Finally it was at the best bit, putting all macaron shells and cream together! Rochaille had Gildy pipe the cream onto each macaron before she added the finishing touches to each. A small sugar maple leaf she and Gildy had created the night before, was gently stuck to the tops of each maple macaron, alongside a gentle brushing of some scattered gold flakes. Tiny lemon slices made from candied lemon, were stuck ontop of each  citrus macaron. And small sweet blueberries were glued on with sugar to the top of each blueberry macaron. It had taken them all afternoon to get all the macaron's just the way she was after, and then all evening to pack them away, and get the decorations for her small macaron stall ready. But, finally, FINALLY, here they were on the afternoon of the Starfall Faire Il'durahn Square event! 

Rochaille had carefully laid out her treats and placed her menus at the front of the stall. While Gildy had set about, hanging pale pink ribbons that matched her kittom's markings about the place, and adorning the shop front with dusty pale pink roses, that was her kittom's favourite. Then the duo had set about to manning the stall as evening fell. Slowly lanterns blinked on, gold, orange and red, the traditional colours of Bellmoril. All of which illuminated the square and the pale white bark of the eldertree, high above. The square was quiet, all the store owners waited with anticipation, and as soon as the clocktower overhead rung for 6pm, a torrent of academics began rushing into the square, eager, excited... and hungry! Or... at least that is what Rochaille hoped. She watched as a variety of studious Elnin and kittoms approached her stall, some browsing, others eagerly parting with their money for a sweet tasty morsel. Within the first fifteen minutes she found her stall had a queue, and Rochaille couldn't help but cross her toebeans that she had baked enough macarons to last the night! But eventually the queue dissipated, and she could finally have a moment to breathe. She had managed to sell out of their maple macarons through that crazy rush, but she still had some blueberry and citrus left. 

As the evening wore on, she cut up some of her remaining macarons for taste testers so passers by could try, and had Gildy go out and be the little sample lady out in the square. It turned out to be a great move! And by the time the moon rose overhead, most of the macarons had sold out! As the night came to a close, Rochaille and Gildy tallied up their earnings happy that it had been a successful sale in the Il'durahn Starfall Faire Square!