White December

The peaceful atmosphere of the Rotunda had drawn her back. It brought her to the edge of the wooded clearing, taking in the fresh scent of Spring, as a gentle but slightly chilling breeze wafted her tresses behind her. The Shire had encountered another here the last time she had visited, one that she hadn't entirely expected. Her mind flashing back to the man's little pup, who ran about in playfulness, not giving a care about anything else in this world but her companion and the fun she was having in the river. It had made December want something more. The last time she had tried to find an egg, it had made her sing, made her feel, and want something more out of this life here than her own solitude. Despite her being turned away she couldn't help but hope for another chance, another opportunity. What she hadn't thought was that it would literally come and face here right in this moment. The red panda upon the top of the Rotunda looked rather content, cradling something in his clutches. Upon closer inspection, one would realize it was an egg.

The mare's heart lept at the sight, but she only remained quiet, closing in on the structure to hear the furry creature's words. Ivory ears flicked forward at full attention, steel eyes wide and thoughtful as she finally reached a halt. She patiently awaited him to finish his question, before looking down in deep thought. It seemed he wanted her to answer. She would answer, but would it be the right one? To her, questions always had a right answer, and someone always wanted them. What the correct answer to this one though, she wasn't sure. Flummoxed, she only looked up at him, staring intensely at his form and the life he held, heart thudding in anxiety, in worry, hope, longing.

"I do not know the right answer," she began. She wouldn't lie to him, even if he had something she desperately wanted. That wasn't in her nature, and she found it to be frivolous to spin a web of lies for only the benefit of herself. So she paused, letting her thoughts sift in her thick skull, before finally continuing,"All I can say, is that although the entire structure will still be a Rotunda, it will not be the one that was here before. Its presence will remain the same, and if no one was informed then they would simply carry on, but it still would have changed. The wear and tear, the memories it has seen, experienced, created with it simply being here, will be forgotten in this place. Those who experienced them obviously would remember, but who would remember after them? No one, if the Rotunda were to be replaced."

Taking a step back, the mare closed her lips, pressing them in a thing, calm line as she wondered if she had said something right in all of that ramble. Would he be pleased? Amused? Annoyed? These concerns swam through the recesses of her mind and made her heart thump only faster. Her eyes found their way back to the egg, the small thing cradled in his arms that she so badly wanted to cradle against her deep chest. She didn't even know what would come out of it, if she would even like it once she were to see it hatch, but she still wanted to try, to see what would happen if she found someone else to enjoy her life with.



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{WC: 587
Tag: Random Event
OOC: December would like a Royal Cerndyr. Wishlist
No Prior NS refusals.}