[SE] incendiary and full of light

evie The kind of flawless I wish I could be Zuriel would be close to insufferable, but Evie only snorts a laugh at the mental image. “Luckily we still have LongNight and the end of winter before we can even start. Gives us time to stock up on all her favorites so she doesn’t kill is in our sleep,” she snickers. Belial was the equivalent of ‘just happy to be here!’ so the regal unicorn was the most likely to crush their toes beneath her cloven hooves for removing her from her beloved hearth. Pleased that her plan for infinitely more plants has slipped past him in lieu of considerations for fireplaces and warmth retention, Evie merely hums innocently, stifling her glee. Walking alongside him as the empty sled is put back in its rightful place, she thumps her boots against the steps to dislodge the impacted snow and abandons them quickly inside the door as they maneuver inside. With the Academy blessing she doesn’t need gloves anymore, but she takes Deimos’ for him to put them away, calling back over her shoulder, “That’s a good idea! Do you want to get the stuff and I can clear the table?”