Lena
Lena, pragmatic to a fault, could see where her efforts had gleaned. Two presents were more than enough for a bird, or Caretaker, whom had presumed she’d have none for the taking on such a fine day. And with the snowball barrage, and her lack of available weaponry (Mittens would’ve fought back, and she wasn’t going to bother imagining such a scene), she’d always take the safer alternative.
Which, for the moment, she figured was following the sleigh tracks. With the presents already tightly grasped in her talons, and her few flying friends in support, she followed after several others making their way towards the marks in the snow.
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Lena follows the sleigh tracks with her current present count.
Which, for the moment, she figured was following the sleigh tracks. With the presents already tightly grasped in her talons, and her few flying friends in support, she followed after several others making their way towards the marks in the snow.
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Lena follows the sleigh tracks with her current present count.
we are more weather pattern than stone monument
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
