07-02-2021, 03:11 PM
Last year, Helion had been enchanted by winter - for all of a week. After that everything being cold and grey and the sun feeling weak with it’s light just wasn’t fun anymore. He radiated a little more heat than the average horse, but there were still some days when the wind picked up. And it didn’t stop him from constantly getting bamboozled by sunny days that ended up being the coldest.
This year, he’s not too pleased as the days begin to grow shorter. He likes summer the best, of course, because it’s warm and lighter for longer. The cold doesn’t really suit Cressida very well either he’s pretty sure so when winter rolls around, even with its long nights, it feels like they’re both getting ripped off.
Today is still early in the season but the glowing gold yearling had been on the move when some large flakes begin to fall from the sky. He stops, immediately forgetting whatever he had been moving to in the first place. No matter how much he scowls at them, though, they keep falling and he spreads his wings like that will help keep them away from him.
Dancing around to dodge the flakes also does not work, and Helion’s forgotten to check to see if anyone is witnessing his movements when he stops and glares up at the grey sky and whispers “I thought I told you not to show up here again.”
This year, he’s not too pleased as the days begin to grow shorter. He likes summer the best, of course, because it’s warm and lighter for longer. The cold doesn’t really suit Cressida very well either he’s pretty sure so when winter rolls around, even with its long nights, it feels like they’re both getting ripped off.
Today is still early in the season but the glowing gold yearling had been on the move when some large flakes begin to fall from the sky. He stops, immediately forgetting whatever he had been moving to in the first place. No matter how much he scowls at them, though, they keep falling and he spreads his wings like that will help keep them away from him.
Dancing around to dodge the flakes also does not work, and Helion’s forgotten to check to see if anyone is witnessing his movements when he stops and glares up at the grey sky and whispers “I thought I told you not to show up here again.”
@isere