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White December
She hadn't seen all of the ruckus the filly had cause, no, but she had been there just in time for the finale crash landing. Steel eyes flicked immediately to the direction she had heard the rustling, and with slow steps she had begun in that direction, only to be stopped by a flurry of feathers and hooves appearing from the recesses of a raspberry bush. White receptors spun forward and locked onto their target curiously, a soft snort escaping smoky maw as she finally began to close in, trying to inspect the girl better.
Grey like she, stunning shades of blue highlighting the darker colors and making her eyes pop from that small head of hers. She was silent, studying closely and finally letting it click into her mind. She had landed wrong, and it had ended with her crashing and tumbling into the thorny bush with lack of grace. She didn't know how to respond to her, how to begin speaking to her or how to even address the situation, but she couldn't just stare at her either; unless she wanted to be accused of being a creep. Stepping some paces closer with feathered limbs, December eventually dipped her head, nickering to announce her arrival, before letting a calm, matter of fact statement escape her deeper vocals," It will only be more of a challenge to remove the thorns if you stay in there longer than need be." She wanted to tell her to come out, to stand up so that the mare could overlook the injuries, but knew that wasn't her place. Though she was naturally bossy in nature, she still knew her limits, and thus kept her emotionless expression on the filly, waiting patiently for any sign of life, or response, from the pegasus.
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Tag: Flemeth
OOC: Sorry for the blegh, she can't really see all of her yet so she can't really react; although she usually doesn't xD}
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