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December Posts: 144

Deceased atk: 3.5 | def: 7 | dam: 8

Mare :: Equine :: 16.3hh :: 6 (Frostfall) HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE

Carl :: Ccara Llama :: None Watermel0nBob

02-14-2017, 03:46 AM (This post was last modified: 03-04-2017, 02:25 AM by December. Edit Reason: Adding item given to Sheba )

DECEMBER

& this is Carl

December could handle a lot of things. She had nearly frozen over dozens of times like it had been nothing, had been rejected by a foal who thought her as a monster, and lost her child to unknown causes for no reason. She had remained calm, like a rock in a crashing storm, standing tall and firm like nothing could break her. She had held a certain grace and poise that a woman of her stature could, and she could probably still be honest with herself and say she was happy. But what she couldn't handle, this was something she was just realizing now, was the two people she care for at this moment fighting.

The first thing to take her back was the fact that Miykael was talking in such a way to anyone. She had only heard sweet nothings and kind pleasantries from his maw until now, so to see his eyes hard as ice and his stance so defensive so utterly dumbfounded. She didn't think their history was something that intense. Her eyes immediately switched to Sheba, who with her silver tongue was quick to lash back at him with her own barbed words. Like a ping pong table they went back and forth, and December's eyes followed until she thought she might grow dizzy. She didn't know it would end until Miykael's words seemed to strike a nerve,"What is it that you're afraid of?"

And like a wound up coil Sheba snapped, lunging forward with a malice December expected yet didn't expect from the crone. Her words hurt, not only for most likely Miykael, but for also the ivory lass who had been thrown into the middle of this. Her words had the potential to hold some truth; did Miykael feel like nothing without something to care for. If that was the case, is that why he was still with December? Because she was so broken beyond repair, and his love had been the glue that pieced her together? She mentally chided herself for thinking such an awful thing about her beloved. Instead she met the woman's eyes as she spoke to her, as she began to walk away December was quick to follow, easily catching up and stepping in front of her path.

"Sheba," she spoke calmly, steel eyes boring into her own brown. She said nothing afterwards, waiting only for the mare's acknowledgement, before she suddenly walked forward, attempting to press her chest to the woman's and to rest her neck over her withers. She closed her eyes, holding their embrace for a few moments, only reopening them to look at Miykael behind them before taking a step back. As she studied the hag for a reaction, an idea came to her mind. With a look asking for one moment, December slowly turned her head, searching in her knotted mane for something deeply hidden. She had kept this just for the sake of it, seeing no need for it, but realized now it would be the best thing for this situation.

When she managed to pull the trinket free from her tresses, she slowly turned her massive skull to reveal her find to Sheba. Between her ashen lips lay a charm, it a sweet pastel pink that glimmered in the sunshine, the flower in full bloom and seeming to be entirely alive. She looked to the mare gently, eyes suddenly softer, before slowly placing the trinket beside one of the many baubles stuck in her mane. When she parted, her eyes flicked back to hers, and for once a kind smile was displayed on her features. It was genuine, filled with much warmth as she simply stated,"I am here for you should you ever need me."

Talking.