WC: 519. Wheeee, my first Alli thread! <3
As the days grew colder, Giselle began to notice the signs of frost on the edges of her window as she woke to greet the day. It was somewhat thrilling, to be able to enjoy a winter that wasn't always spent being kept indoors. The young woman could remember her first winter, a terrible one at that. Not simply because of the storms which would keep her locked up and away from the world, but it was the season her papa fell ill. Even when Elle learned her bit of magic in being able to stand on two legs, her first thought was to use it to help her papa even more.
Now, winter's breath was close at hand, and now Giselle only had herself and the Dreamers to look after. The coming of winter brought a wave of confusion over the dark haired femme, a mix of emotions both joyous and sad. With the sunlight streaming through her window, it begged the ivory princess for the outdoors, to wave off what remained of clear skies and beautiful flora. She decided to dress in her pale blue garment, and wondered when she would need to find or make a coat to see the coming of the cold. As the stoat crawled up along her shoulder and nuzzled the woman's white cheek, all thought of foreboding sadness melted away with a small, childish giggle. "I'm very thankful for you, Tux," she squeaked at the stoat, who chimed in agreement.
"Let's see what flowers there are left to pick. The Manor would be a lovely place with some more color~" Giselle snatched up her bag and swept out of the building, and a chill crept beneath her skin even as she felt the arms of the golden sun. Yet she was thrilled to still be able to be outside, come rain or shine, heat or cold, and so Giselle began to dance around the Dreamer land, stopping every so often to pick up earth's natural little treasures. She and the stoat conversed among each other until they noticed another upon horseback, in the distance. "Oh," she said to herself in initial reaction of noticing the stranger.
What was stranger than the new male itself was his movements, or lack thereof. From what Giselle could see behind the trees, he stood there looking up at a particular tree, as if something interesting loomed up there. Curious, the young woman inched closer, noting the scent of the other that was not from the lands, but it was not the AniWayan's scent either. Dainty hands trembled all the same, however, yet his scent was still familiar as Elle glanced around the tree she hid her form behind to take a better look at the male. Giselle gasped aloud, and her hands flew to her lips as soon as the sharp sound was made. Powder blue eyes danced on the others' face, finding a natural bandit mask wrapped around his studious eyes. "H-hello there." Her voice shook as she appeared fully behind the tree trunk, knowing her sounds had to have given her away beforehand.
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