Why was I here again? Oh yes! I wanted free shit. I had heard through the grapevine through many people that this stupid Turtle thing gave away gifts every year as long as you just talked to him. That was simple enough, give him one of my pretty smiles, grab my gift and be on my merry way. That wouldn't be too hard, right? Well I seemed to have forgotten just how easy it was for word to spread through Helovia, and soon there was a large group of horses patiently circled around the beast. With a swish of my tail I huffed, Mordred crooning next to me in irritation. He had had enough socializing after dealing with all the dick wads we had been dealing with. I couldn't really blame him, but he would need to suck it up until I got my present, because right now this was much more important than his own needs.

As I listened to the creature rumble and place an orb atop the tree, I rolled my eyes and looked around at the others. Decorating a tree for Magic Day? How cheesy was that? Well whatever got me something cool I supposed. Working my way up to the center, I smiled very sweetly to the turtle and softly spoke to him,"Happy Magic Day! Thank you so much for this glorious opportunity to meet you." I was laying it on a little thick, but I didn't care; instead I looked up at the massive tree littered with tons of knick knacks and trinkets. It was beginning to look like a garbage heap. Biting my tongue, I turned my head sweetly to my little raptor, batting my long lashes and speaking softly to him,"Mordred darling, be a dear and place one of your feathers on one of the highest branches. There isn't many decorations there." What I really meant by that was place our decoration where everyone would notice it, without being hidden by the other gaudy baubles.

With a sweet trill his obliged, lifting himself from my shoulders and flying gracefully to the near tippy top of the tree happily. Plucking two soft feathers from his body, one from his chest and the other from his back, he managed to place the two right next to each other, copper and blue complimenting each other perfectly. Satisfied, he returned to his usual spot upon my back, preening my mane lovingly in hopes of some sort of reward. With a tender brush of my lips I thanked him, pleased with his placement, before finally looking to the Earth Turtle expectantly. Any minute now, he would be giving me  gift, and I would be able to gtfo.

"Speak"



Merlin

I'm a zombie with no notion of regret