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Days have certainly been better. Since her fight with Tembovu she’s avoided him and pretty much everything else. She still hadn’t gotten over her emotional breakdown that occurred mid fight, and she was embarrassed to reveal such a huge internal conflict. It made her seem weak, like she was incapable of doing anything to her utmost ability. The weakness could easily be controlled, and in the hands of those who were not exactly nice, it could absolutely destroy her.
But the sound of twinkling bells and cheer overcame her sadness for a moment. She cocked her head, as Edgar flapped eagerly. He had remembered this, just barely, but he immediately began repeating turtle over and over again. That was when Elsa realized he was talking about the Earth Turtle. He seemed nice, but other than that, she still wasn’t sure how to think about him.
She followed the noise only to see a highly decorated scene, as well as a number of horses. There were a few she recognized. Auriel was there, which was good. Erthe. Tembovu… she glanced his way for a moment, offering him a small nod in case he were to look. He seemed busy with another female, and a striped man. He didn’t need to be bothered right now.
Elsa stuck to the outskirts, watching as some rushed forward and others hung back. Elsa tried to watch from afar. As much as she wanted to participate fully in the cheer, she was too afraid she would ruin the day. The last thing everyone needed was a ruined Christmas. Edgar on the other hand flapped eagerly. He was twittering about like a crazy man, excited to see what everyone was going to get.
"talk"
[Elsa's chillin'. Edgar is being a crazy man.]
- Any force can be used against Elsa.
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