[Seasonal Event] when the day met the night

The blonde grinned as Melita enjoyed the greedy velvet lips of the Luxere as they munched on the treats in her hand. It was truly a magical experience she thought, remembering how lucky she had felt the first time a Luxere had taken a treat from her hand. ”If they didn’t they wouldn’t flock to you.” Phoebe said, petting one of the older Luxere in this group. The younger ones seemed to be more interested in Melita. Perhaps it was her energy that drew them, playful, young, upbeat, whereas Phoebe’s calm demeanor drew the older, less energetic of the group. ”Yes, you can pet them. They do like scratches.” she said with a smile. In some ways they reminded the midwife more of horses than reindeer. They were much bolder than the ones she had known anyways. Phoebe shine like gold, buzz like a bee, oh you make me smile