[RE] Turn the white snow red as strawberries in the summertime

She heard the yelling as she wandered through the fields. She didn’t have a plan in mind of what she wanted to accomplish this day, but she knew that she had headed toward the Fields before hearing a native of the land screeching about something as she was leaving the settlement. Immediately, a flash of concern graced her features and she tightened her bundle of furs to trudge through the snow toward where others had gone – curiosity and perhaps a bit of worry etched in the lines of her face. As she approached, she spotted Ronin and Kalt – and was that a unicorn? That deep part of her that held memories not of her own ached at the horn that protruded from the equine, and she found she had to look away from them as her attention moved to the Luxere with a red glow and bleeding antlers. Coming to a halt beside Ronin, she looked over and offered him a quiet smile of greeting before looking back to the Luxere. “What’s happened to it?” She questioned, aiming for concern though her voice were laced with that same honey dipped tone as it always was. RexannA nothing ever ends poetically. all that blood was never once beautiful, it was just red.

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