everything I let go
Launching immediately into the description of the event from his perspective, even though Glas would’ve been easily capable of seeing the situation firsthand, Erebos’ enthusiasm was a bright spark of kindling, arms going wide as he set the tone. “It was so fun! At first I was like, whoa, this might be tough because Sparkles is, well, Sparkles, and I was a little worried about Amham on the jumps because neither of us have done it before, but then I got to the second ring and we flew!!” In retrospect, he probably should’ve had less sugar and he’d make an appeal to his father about the actual merits of said pony, but that could come later. “I hope we do it again next year and I’ll be even better!” New goals and aspirations, and he could cross portions off his list. After all, no one saw Marcus here, eh? Another one in the books for Erebos.
Grinning at Glas again, he eyed the hot cocoa. “What kind did you get?” as if he hadn’t sampled several flavors already and intended to snag at more. “Do you want to make snowmen by the aurora viewing? There’s a bunch over there already but I’ll bet they’ll just watch,” and be a bit boring. It seemed the more sedate option of the day.
Grinning at Glas again, he eyed the hot cocoa. “What kind did you get?” as if he hadn’t sampled several flavors already and intended to snag at more. “Do you want to make snowmen by the aurora viewing? There’s a bunch over there already but I’ll bet they’ll just watch,” and be a bit boring. It seemed the more sedate option of the day.
Erebos
has claw marks on it
