-- WE CAN KEEP THIS BITCH GOING UNTIL NEXT JANUARY. WE CAN. It's disconcerting as hell to write a thread where there's still technically snow hanging onto everything when right now it's nice and cool fall weather. XD
Eris is by Mel!
The stone-colored she-wolf whirled around, her dress spinning with her. The cerise thing was tattered, in truth -- Eris could see that. To Discordia, it was the loveliest court lady's gown. Though it was not bedecked with sequins or jewels, it sparkled and glimmered in her vision as if it did. Perhaps it was just the motion, the faint glint of starlight reflecting off of her. Discordia watched with fascination as the dress and the wolf herself seemed to flicker in and out of view, chartreuse eyes incapable of tracking the quickness of movement.
Elves? she echoed, looking back up to the granite-colored eyes. The hybrid looked at Vesle, looked at her feet, looked around them. There was motion in the woods, but on tracking it, Discordia realized it was simply the sway and swirl of the world in her drug-influenced state. Her green-gold gaze returned to Vesle, and she shook her head slowly. It makes you see things that aren't there. Sometimes. She might have said the inverse -- sometimes it makes you not see things that aren't there -- but she did not know of Vesle's normal perception of the world, riddled as it was with elfin creatures and little dwarves.
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