Happy Holidays!

Walking through the town, Nec couldn't remember noticing that tree yesterday. Huh, either someone had been busy last night or this was another thing from the IF. The sign on the candy cane gate didn't lessen that suspicion but this one seemed to be a good one, not the usual IF shenanigans!

Hmmm, 'pick one'. Curious about what might happen, Nec went through the gate and circled the tree before after some thought he took a walnut . It was a very pretty tree, all shiny and sparkly with lights and tinsel and all that belonged on a proper Christmas tree. Eventually he did exit though, givi g someone else a chance since there were bound to be others who wanted in. He'd stay around though, the bakery was near and selling warm tea and coffee and chocolate with cream after all!

The weather had a bit of a nip to it, but Jeremi didn't mind as he watched his breath puff out. The overall mood was still jolly and relaxed. Or as jolly and relaxed as it usually got at the hospital. Winter tended to be a good time to come down with something and this place was no exception to his experiences. Given the illogical field, he suppose he should just be happy that something made sense. Even if it was just for a little while.

Walking through the park, the glistening Christmas tree caught his eye. He hadn't yet noticed Nec hanging out in the bakery (which may be a good thing or he might have suspected some trick), but he did notice the skeleton. Pausing for a second to study Araceli, he finally decided that she was mostly fine. Seemed to be moving fine on her own and he was still a bit too far away to really see any cracks in her bones that would bring him concern.

Jeremi moved closer to the tree, curiosity getting the best of him. The sign got raised eyebrows and he almost turned back the way he had come. He hadn't been here too terribly long, but even he knew that mysterious presents often spelled something eventful. Not always harmful, but you didn't know that before getting thrust feet first into whatever you set off from picking up that item. Though the pumpkin hadn't been that bad...

Shrugging, he would reach out to take a copper walnut. It was adorable and if nothing happened, he could at least take it home to hang up on his own tree. It was just as his fingers brushed the surface, he caught sight of Necthan and nearly started. Well, if this was a trap, it was too late now. He just hoped it didn't involve a bucket of ice water to the face.

Gabriel sighed as he was getting used to this new place as he went into this new area he looked around finally he saw that there was ornaments on display and he he grinned to himself. He didn't waste any time as he walked to a coin and picked it up a gentleness to his eyes as he did so and he wanted to be sure that he got something at least as he wanted to be part of whatever this event was. He was still fairly new here, he didn't like having to deal with that fact that he wasn't somewhere familiar.

Jeremi suppose he should be grateful that it wasn't cold water splashing him in the face. Though the blowing snow could be just as bad as he screwed up his eyes and pulled his scarf over his head. But just as soon as it began, the swirling snow ended and Jeremi opened his eyes to see where he was this time.

Cause he just felt it in his bones that he was no longer in the park.

He was right of course as he caught sight of the forest now surrounding him and the skittish starman before him. It didn't take him too long to figure out that he was suppose to follow this colt somewhere. Where? He had no idea. Maybe it was back to the park. Maybe it was to some cottage. Maybe it was just to a clearing. Maybe it was one big circle. Who was Jeremi to refuse? It wasn't like the cold was a biting one, and creating memories was a simple as giving into a whim or two.

Feet would crunch through the snow as he followed the starmane's path. It didn't seem to be a trail or anything of that sort. More like the starmane seemed to go where he wanted too. A left here. A right there. Straight ahead. Not good with directions to begin with, it didn't take too long for Jeremi to become lost in the snowy forest. He had trust in the Deva though as he didn't know of any starmane that would be intentionally malicious.

The walk would be rather uneventful, right up Jeremi's alley. Pine cones were stacked up at the bases of trees in such a way that Jeremi thought they rather look like small houses. Despite that, the forest seemed oddly devoid of life. Or maybe Jeremi just had horrible timing. He could see tracks in the snow from squirrels and rabbits. Could faintly hear the song of birds as they darted about scavenging for food. But the only other sign of life he saw was the Starmane he was following.

Illogical field logic at work. Maybe? Jeremi would just shrug it off, sticking his hands in his pocket as he continued to walk. Nothing he could do about it now.

Everything appeared to be normal besides the pull he had felt to the ornament. Until snow dusted him.
He expected to turn and see Fredericke as she did similar things to him. However it wasn't. He blinked watching the glittery ribbons swirl move easily with the being. It made him think of wonderful memories, the kids that had passed through his life and their smiles.
A smile pulled at the corner of his mouth as he adjusted his shades more securely on his face. Then he would be off, chasing the nadur and suddenly glad he kept up with his workout routines.
They would weave between people as they ran, his hand grasping for the other but avoiding the blue ribbons off the body. After all this was for fun and not to hurt them.
Finally, with lungs burning for air and sides aching he would lose. Sitting down with a whumph he would close his eyes and breath. Laughter laced lightly in the ragged breaths.

The Creatures Revealed!

Dashing Through the Snow Glitter Pixi Nadur

Mindspeech: Color #00d2ff

Certain playful souls will enjoy nearly any kind of game that comes to their mind. But when it comes to this specific Nadur there's only one trick to be had:

Fwip-splat!

Hurling a snowball (or a pillow or other soft item of its the wrong season for show) at friend and unexpecting stranger alike then bounding away with a merry laugh, calling out as she does so *can't catch me!* Oh she loves so much to run and frolic about, darting at speeds that only a few of her species can even come close to. She tends to bound when she runs giving the illusion that she flies, and certainly there is a bit of a gravity-defying nature in her hooves. She's a sweetheart, through and through, despite her mischief. Thankfully she also has a keen understanding of whom might enjoy playing along and who won't (and even should she be wrong she's so fast the affronted party will be hard-pressed to catch her!).

She's a three foot tall package of white fur and energy with sparkling evergreen eyes, ironically making her even harder to spot in her favorite season. One might lose her entirely aside from one little thing: her mutation, manifesting itself as swirls of glitter all along her body in various shades of blue from icy to deep. It almost looks like she's literally wind-marked!

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A Sweet Little Kitchen Fairy Glitter Archon Starmane

Yum! What smells so fruity, sweet, and tasty? It's likely a goodie baked up by this Archon. She's quite a sweetheart, she is, and loves to make treats for friends and family with a particular skill for anything involving fruit. That's one of the mane reasons why she loves the holidays so with how much desserts are involved. At the first jingle of a sleigh bell she'll be in the kitchen merrily twirling from one station to another mixing, measuring, and decorating all the while singing carols in her lovely voice. If only she could really sing the scene would be complete, but if course Starmanes cannot even under the effect of an Aeon's kiss. If there's one thing she loves to do equally it's dance or watch ballet.

The size of a mini pony she's an adorable, butter-yellow bundle of sugary sweetness. As for those of her rank her lightstrands and stars are pale yellow, a few shades lighter than her body, and match her mane and tail in hue. She continually gives of the glow of her rank - useful for finding jyst the right pan in a day cupboard! - but there is something that sets her apart: on her right shoulder is the manifestation of her mutation, a fairy in bright plum-colored glitter!
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Nobility Sits Stiffly on the Prince's Head Glitter Deva Starmane

Oftentimes when one is born into the rank of the lords there are certain expectations, both in how you behave towards others and in what's expected of you to accomplish or be able to do. Some accept this mantle with grace and ease.

Others...not so much.

To be fair, he's a young Deva, not fully grown into the confidence and pride that is his birthright. He tries to lead but struggles with the commanding presence others possess, and in trying to put forth a princely demeanor often comes across as overly formal and stiff. But he has his rank's fondness for celebrating others in spades! He'd be the first to declare 'you can do it!' if he could speak, and does his best to communicate so with soft neighs and stamping his hooves. He never seems more comfortable in his own hide than when he's beaming in pride for others. Maybe with done encouragement of his own he'll learn how to bring that comfort and assurance into all areas of life. Maybe a few walnuts, his favorite food, before an event will help?

Like the Deva rank he cuts a stately figure even not quite full grown. His pelt is a rich jade green with cream socks on both hind legs and a cream blaze down his muzzle nicely offsetting his milk-white and mint strands and stars. He has a tendency to manifest his eight wings when he's nervous or trying to be impressive. His walking is a bit stiff, however, due to a foalhood sickness that's left the joints in his knees tight. Even among a whole crowd of Devas he's one you can pick as a glitter mutation has manifested in the form of a royal purple crown on his hips.
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Memories are Born in the Golden Past Female Glitter East Hippogryph

Mindspeech: Italics #f6587b

Sometimes the hurts life brings are not the sort that can be mended by bandages and poltices. The past and memories can cause great hurt either because of remembered wrongs or because the good is forgotten. While the painful moments can impart valuable life lessons one should never let them overshadow the bright, happy moments or you risk becoming a real grump!

Soft-spoken and gentle, this East Hippogryph, youngest of the three Glitter Hippogryph siblings, is one who likes to remind others of the good things that have happened when they are sad. She highlights the joy of the past, times had with friends and celebrations shared to bolster the heart against painful memories and to remind that as there was happiness in the past so too can there be happiness in the now if you only let yourself find it. Sometimes her intentions are taken as dismissive, or simply fail, but that never stops her from trying as many times as it takes to get through.

If all else fails, though, she'll call upon her big brother, Let the Parties of Today Brighten the Winter Male Glitter South Hippogryph, to help with matters!

She's primarily a pretty, frosty blue all over with a few green spots that look suspiciously like holly leaves across her neck and shoulders like they fell down upon her and stuck there. Otherwise unmarked, she carries a glitter mutation in the form of a brilliant yellow-gold candle with an orange flame on her hips.
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Let the Parties of Today Brighten the Winter Male Glitter South Hippogryph

Mindspeech: Bold #096209

To say that celebrations are a part of the holiday season is like saying the desert is hot. It's just a given, and the part that this rather energetic Hippogryph, middle offspring of the three Glitter Hippogryph siblings, supports. Celebrate the now, live in the moment! Enjoy each second as it comes to its absolute fullest because that second is one that will never come by again the exact same way. To those that might not quite be able to fully grasp how important such celebrations are he's more than happy to educate them, usually by sharing his own enjoyment and getting them to join in our at least watch others having fun. He's also often teamed up with his sister, Memories are Born in the Golden Past Female Glitter East Hippogryph, to help sometime find their holiday spirit but when even he can't reach them they call their elder brother, Heed Past and Present Joys Lest Your Heart Become a Tomb Male Glitter Night Hippogryph, as a last resort.

Just as emotional as South Hippogryphs are known to be he strays a bit more into the joyous region of emotion unless someone outright insults a celebration or someone's right to enjoy it in which case he's explode like a firework! To be sure if you're planning a party this who you'll want to help plan it.

One might think of the merry flames of the Yule log at the sight of him; certainly he is fire sprung from the hearth. His body is slightly varying shades of red with slightly lighter plumage and mane that are tipped with yellow. By contrast his eyes show a surprising emerald shade, a bit of an oddity for his rank though that might just be another mark of his glitter mutation as on his hips shimmers a green holly wreath, a yellow band with indistinct edges circles his neck and shoulders like a mock fur collar, and in his mane and feathers are orange flecks like sparking embers.
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