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10-25-2014, 09:28 PM
Elsa
My head's underwater, but i'm breathing fine.
My head's underwater, but i'm breathing fine.
For some reason she found herself wandering within the secret grove. Why? She had no idea. Maybe it was some deep hidden desire, but, for the most part, she was not aware. Edgar flitted about above her, his fluffy wings starting to loose their baby feel as he grew into a more defined bird-ball instead of a fluff-ball.
He, unlike her, had a much better vantage point. From above, he could look down on his "citizens" and that is when he spotted something. A large, fruitful tree had sprouted from the pond in which it grew. A wonderful scent wafted around them both, and they hummed in agreement; they must get some of this delicious smelling fruit. Edgar landed upon Elsa's back, figuring it'd be much easier (and much less exhausting) to steal a ride.
The two trotted towards the tree, stopping a few meters back to enjoy the view. The tree was strong, and the scent was so heavy you could almost see where it was. The fruit were plentiful, each one a different color and pulsing vibrantly with life. Edgar took off, flying a three-sixy before deciding that he would like to get the purple one for Elsa. Elsa nodded, not quite sure if she should trust it. However, it smelled sooooo good. Nothing of harm could come from something so sweet right?
In his talons, Edgar gently clutched the fruit before laying it gently at her hooves. Elsa reached down, picking it up carefully and chewing small bites. Deciding it tasted good, she swallowed a bit. Edgar, pleased with his work settled to where he was used to being; right between her ears. If they were both lucky, maybe they would get this tree all to themselves!
"their speech goes here and this is the color
[Elsa eats a purple fruit if that's an applicable color. :P]
- Any force can be used against Elsa.
- Please tag any posts that involves Elsa.
