the closest thing to home is you [Seasonal Event]

In the end, it isn’t the signs of a pony that Wessex follows, but the charming,mostly on-key song that drifts across the empty field. She’s quietly grateful to find him out and about at night, knowing that its chill is difficult for many to stand - and even though the Luxere are easier to find in the dark, it is often a bitterly unpleasant task. Once she spots the glowing reindeer, Wessex slows her pace to a cautious amble, holding her offerings out in front of her so as to do her best not to scare the gentle beasts off. Now, the Ascended woman is no singer - she never will be - but she does try to hum quietly under her breath instead of coming forward with nothing at all. Whether or not it helps is another thing entirely as her alto tones have never been desired around a post-dinner fire. For whatever reason - it’s probably entirely because of Rory, everyone seems to like him - the Luxere hang around as Wessex draws close enough to talk to the man. She doesn’t say anything, though, preferring to open up one of her treat bags and letting the smell waft towards the animals first. The first thing on her tongue is a question about herself, but after opening her mouth to ask it, she suddenly swallows the words and tries again. Rather awkwardly. “You alright?” she asks, peeking at him through her peripheral vision. She tries to keep it casual, but damn, it’s a loaded question. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm

<3 Rorrryyyyy too