White December

As soon as she'd finished coughing up a lung, her steel eyes looked to the man, seeing a chuckle escape him. She wanted to be annoyed, irritated, to stand up and leave him in a huff, but she didn't blame him for being amused. She had most likely looked like quite the fool. His coarse voice posed a question to her, one that brought her ears forward as her bulk brought itself back up onto all fours. Water dripped from her alabaster bodice, running down her thick feathered legs and back into the stream, as her mane clung to her strong neck tightly, as if holding onto a long lost lover. Taking a step forward and out of the stream, she was about to answer when another came around. At once the little pup known as Vlasi was in a fit, yipping and playfully running around the mare's form. Obviously the two had been acquainted.

Running her muzzle along her side to begin the process of drying herself, she briefly paused when suddenly she was the center of attention. Looking up and into the mare's eyes she listened, before switching her gaze to the white male briefly. She hadn't been expecting to meet two equines today, and she couldn't really say she was pleased about it. She would for now remain polite though, and after another pause she finally responded to them both,"I am December." She supposed she could say more, but she didn't really want to. She was half tempted to leave and let the two catch up, but she was also interested in this man, and his companion too.

Her fascination turned into shock as the once pup disappeared in a rush of movement, before in her place was a bald eagle. Soaring away to catch up to a dragon basking in the willows, December stepped back, balking at the mere concept. Her eyes looked to the pair for answers, for anything, explaining what in the world just happened. She had never seen anything like it before. Trying to form words, to say something, just to prove she wasn't crazy, she took a step towards them with her ears swiveling about quickly,"She was just... I saw her as... How?" She usually never enjoyed revealing her true ignorance to others, but being still in a slight state of shock she couldn't help but disregard that little fact for now. She needed an answer, something, anything to convince that what she had seen was entirely real. She still had much to learn about Helovia and its wonders, but she still didn't seem to grasp just how much it actually was. Pausing, she suddenly remembered the question the stallion had asked her, Vadim was his name, and as an afterthought softly muttered,"Yes, I'm fine."



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OOC: Hiya Brit! Lemme know if you don't wanna be tagged.}