Come Little Children I'll Take Thee Away (EBONY)

*Sindri* · (This post was last modified: 06-18-2014, 09:12 PM by Sindri.)

....into a land of enchantment. Thanks a lot, Tea. Now that song is stuck in my head.

Sindri kicked at the snow in front of her as she walked. The feel of the snow, the sound of it crunching, everything about it was amusing. When it had first begun to snow the little fae hadn't known what to think of it. The texture of it under her paws was alien and therefore unpleasant, and she'd gone out of her way to avoid stepping on it. Eventually contact with it had been inevitable and it came down to either slowly withering away or getting over it. Accepting that the substance wasn't dangerous, or however her body interpreted it, was hard, but eventually it became something she could do without thinking about. There was a certain amount of pride attached to this accomplishment; it gave her hope for other things that bothered her.

With one final kick that sent snow flying, Sindri arrived at Katja's perch. She didn't look up until the last bit of displaced snow settled. Fixing mismatched eyes on the masked fae, the youngling's eyebrows quirked up curiously. Why was she here? Of course she'd come, the call had been very clear on that point, but it had been vague on everything else.

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