Northstar Vale markland

no worries! i figured but wanted to get this up anyway for posterity; we can draw it out as long as necessary :D

teeth clicked and clacked. teya stepped, dancing, twirling, until the firm voice of another cut through her waltz and stopped the greygrouse short.

"won't," came the uneasy chunner in her throat. the frantic water-stare poured over the stranger — beauty beauty, archfall of new snow. teya backed away, wilting visibly beneath the fairspark gaze. mouth clamped shut, at last; tailtip wriggled from where she had clutched plume between her thighs.

something sickly sweet on the wind. blink blink. "please."