Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
As Thal gathered the single gift she was able to snag amongst the throng of people, she clutched it close to her chest. It's bright wrapping paper made it difficult to hide, but she attempted to cover it in with her cloak, unsuccessfully. Letting out an annoyed grunt, she looked around for more to add to the singular present. A few small gifts were nestled in the snow nearby, barely visible beneath all the tracks.
Her feet moved towards them before she noticed the absolute barrage of snowballs coming in the direction of everyone. Where did those come from? Despite her confusion about the situation and her greed to continue collecting, she had no desire to be buried in frigid ice. Instead, she hissed a low breath of frustration and found a nearby rock to huddle behind. Maybe once the assault landed, she would be able to sneak out and grab more.
Thalassa chooses to stay put!
Her feet moved towards them before she noticed the absolute barrage of snowballs coming in the direction of everyone. Where did those come from? Despite her confusion about the situation and her greed to continue collecting, she had no desire to be buried in frigid ice. Instead, she hissed a low breath of frustration and found a nearby rock to huddle behind. Maybe once the assault landed, she would be able to sneak out and grab more.
Thalassa chooses to stay put!
Thalassa
