Hushed Willows my limbs are frozen, my eyes won't close [festival]

His heart lit afire when she announced the confirmation of her future children, for new life, at least from where he hailed, was worthy of great celebration and he felt himself overjoyed that she'd been blessed to carry. "Congratulations!" he beamed as his entire body flooded with delight for her. She would make a good mother, he was sure of it...so long as she kept herself out of troublesome situations like the time they'd met each other.

His gaze momentarily swept across the carnation as her ears swiveled atop her crown, the peddles fluttering softly in the evening breeze. "Winter rarely shows us such sympathy" for it's harsh weather result in more deaths than he'd like to admit but, that was the way of their world and with every end of a story a new one begun. "But it has blessed you wish children and surely that is worth merriment?"