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E L S A
Pottery and ventriloquy, candle making..
So for some reason Edgar has decided to capture her attention. His little body flails on the ground as he sends frantic images of horses who are migrating towards something. Eventually he finally spills, and in his head she can see what he is carrying on about. It's a big ship, like, huge. It was situated near the thistle meadow. The bird, being the curious fellow he is, swooped down to find out what was going on. Apparently, the God of Earth is here to return the peace or whatever.
Elsa scoffs, did Edgar seriously believe this? Did he not remember that mere weeks ago there was an island meant for peace that no longer existed? The eager little bird shut up then, frowning as he hopped up onto her head. He flashed a few more images in a last ditch attempt to make her go. It was a competition, and he knew how competitive Elsa could get. Sure enough, she was succumbing to his will to compete. She picked up a light canter, and before they knew it, they were standing before a large ass boat, and a large ass crowd. Scanning the area, neither of her children, nor her "lover" were found. They had probably already figure out their situation. That was good. They needed to get out more.
Peering around the group outside the ship, Elsa spotted a uniquely colored unicorn. She was red, white, and all sort of badass looking. She looked like the one that would be in it to win it. Approaching carefully, Elsa cleared her throat to get her attention. "Name's Elsa. Looking for a parter?" She queried. Edgar stood proud atop his bonded's head. He made it a point to give a low, growling squawk. They were in it to win it, and this girl needed to be ready to compete. She didn't smell of the Basin, so this was already off to a good start.
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