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11-01-2016, 04:48 PM
She is like a shadow in the mist as she approaches with only the slightest curiosity. As soon as she had heard the commotion she had begun to move her massive bulk, knowing full well that her child was most likely going to be in the mix faster than she could say 'Carl'. Speaking of Carl, he wasn't pleased to be surrounded by so many others. He snorted his distaste and looked up to December with annoyance, flattening his ears and ready to spit in her general direction. He was hushed by her stern tone, steel eyes alight with warning as she then scanned the surrounding area for her yearling child. Swishing her ragged tail lazily, she wondered if Miykael would have followed in search of their child as well.
He had been content with keeping to himself lately, and she honestly couldn't blame him. Her love would never waver from him or his decisions. A glimpse of chestnut and white caught her attention, and without thinking she lumbered in the direction it went. Ears pricked and nostrils flaring in an attempt to find Merialeth's scent, she again came up with nothing. She would need to continue her search. She was however stopped by the beast everyone was talking to, her attention drawn to the gifts and curses he was giving out to those before him. She blankly stared, studying him intently before coming forward in her stoic manner,"If you can actually come up with one, I will take a trick please." She was never one to believe in the hocus pocus of it all, and even though magic reigned in this land; she saw it more as what the mind could do with willpower, not actually something that was... gifted? It was all the power of the mind in her opinion, and she believed that this little creature didn't have much of one.
December chooses TRICK while also being a snark.
He had been content with keeping to himself lately, and she honestly couldn't blame him. Her love would never waver from him or his decisions. A glimpse of chestnut and white caught her attention, and without thinking she lumbered in the direction it went. Ears pricked and nostrils flaring in an attempt to find Merialeth's scent, she again came up with nothing. She would need to continue her search. She was however stopped by the beast everyone was talking to, her attention drawn to the gifts and curses he was giving out to those before him. She blankly stared, studying him intently before coming forward in her stoic manner,"If you can actually come up with one, I will take a trick please." She was never one to believe in the hocus pocus of it all, and even though magic reigned in this land; she saw it more as what the mind could do with willpower, not actually something that was... gifted? It was all the power of the mind in her opinion, and she believed that this little creature didn't have much of one.
December chooses TRICK while also being a snark.
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