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The fires were welcome. Like a moth she found herself drawn to the warming flames, away from the cold wind. She had no business participating in games in her state - unless they were games of riddle or Clue - but she would enjoy watching them from the side lines. Shadow couldn't remember when a winter last affected her so. It seemed that no matter what she did she simply couldn't keep herself warm; not even the thick winter coat that had nearly doubled the width of her figure could stave it off. It was as if her very blood was on the verge of freezing.
She nodded greetings to the others that also gathered around the bonfires but apart from mumbling her name as introduction she kept to the sidelines, more interested in listening than speaking. She offered Maren a nod and pale smile of recognition and a similar smile to the black colt she had addressed earlier, and then she settled in to let her attention drift between groups as they chatted away. The host, surrounded by what she assumed to be fellow herd mates, and Maren, who had drawn the attention of more than one stallion.
She didn't envy the girl. However she did wish Vadim would show up, keep her company instead of playing ghost in the snow. She had been serious when she said she wanted to stay with him, but either he hadn't believed her or he wasn't interested after all. Shadow supposed she should be hurt, but all she felt was exasperation. How was she supposed to break the news to him if she couldn't even manage to find the man?
Shuddering she drew closer to the pyre, quietly longing for a bit of the tea everyone was talking about. Maybe it would take the edge off the chill in her bones... If only it could break the winter's back too.
HP: 42Healed
