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12-24-2016, 08:29 PM
Lilac eyes flicked to her mother and Byron as they approached, her own soft nicker uttered toward the both of them as they stood beside both her and her Haedar. Together, as a family. It made a small pang thump through her chest at the thought of all the family she had left behind in the Throat, in order to go and find the one person who meant so much to her. It was different now though, she'd done what she had set out to do, and soon the pang turned into a small ball of warmth within her chest.
The presents were received well by others, she noted, as each one propped and picked up what they had been given. From magic to trinkets, it seemed the turtle did not miss giving each and every one gathered something meaningful. Something that would fit them right, unlike the trickster spirit who had gifted tattered objects last season.
Byron's curious question as to what she got, she answered with a small roll of her shoulders, the light had appeared as he had spat the question out like a comet. Only when the light subsided did it reveal what it was. A crown, composed of white raven feathers. "I got a crown." She finally responded, her mai's companion hopped from her shoulders and shuffled across the snow in order to pick the delicate looking creation up and help it onto her head. Once it was snuggly fitted between her antlers, he returned to his perch.
"Happy frostfall, Tassy." She uttered to her blood sister, her muzzle moved to try and bump into her neck should she allow it. "You too Gaezo akka Mai."
Verro talks
she slept with wolves without fear.
♦ verro of the sands
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force & aggression permitted against Verro at all times
with the exception of maiming and death
