lightning glance [Seasonal Event]

As Deimos said her name, she offered him a grin in response – bounding up to him like a small child would to their father. He gave her a quick look over to make sure she was okay, and for him she did the same. They were friends, after all. She had made a bargain with him on her first day here in Caido. She was bundled appropriately for once – furs bundled up against her neck and shoulders, and plenty of clothing to cover the rest of her body. Even her hair had been braided up and away from her back to keep it from getting in the way. But Deimos didn’t speak at first. Instead, reaching toward a smaller hatchet and handing it to her. Grabbing it with her gloved hands, her sapphire gaze slipped up to meet his own blue gaze as he spoke. “Wonderful!” She chimed in her sultry voice, stepping over to begin working on the kindling. The hatchet was comfortable in her hands, and she found she could work it easily to break apart the smaller pieces into the kindling they’d both need to help spark the fires they’d certainly need for Longnight. She worked quickly as she made the kindling into little bundles for easy transport, binding them together. In the meantime, while she bundled one and tied it together with a bit of pine she found and moved it toward the sled, she glanced to Deimos while he worked. “Have you learned anything interesting since arriving here?” She questioned him, that usual purr in her voice remaining as she dumped the kindling in the sled and moved back to make more from the slivers from the wood that Deimos had chopped. RexannA nothing ever ends poetically. all that blood was never once beautiful, it was just red.

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