Submission (#2581) Approved

The snow was falling hard around the little elnin family on their journey in the frozen land, the smallest daughter gazed up with curiosity at the flakes as one gently landed on her nose. Strynhalde was cold, but it was such a sight to behold; the snow-covered ground seemed to glitter in the sun which radiated off the kittom’s round horns. It didn’t take long for little Pixie to notice that, with each step, a tiny footprint was left in her wake. “Stay close, Pixie,” whispered the kittom’s mother, causing the little one to freeze for a moment before speeding just a touch to remain in eyeshot. The pale child followed behind, but continued making little footprints and giggling at the results. Her mother came to a complete halt, staring at her daughter for a split moment before letting out a quiet chuckle. Without further ado, the elnin turned around and picked her child up in her mouth, carrying her the rest of the way. “Wait mom, mom…. Mom, did you see the mini paws I was making behind me in the snow??” The elnin just shot her a playful look before continuing on her journey. They had quite the sight to look forward to; the two of them curled up nice and comfy in front of the fireplace, a nice, hot chocolate drink and a lovely warm scarf decorated by Pixie herself-- it was honestly terrible to look at. Iorumund was only a small distance away, they could make it; they were so close to comfort. In fact, she could see some building tops in the distance!! So close… As Kiona was daydreaming, Pixie began to thrash around in her mother’s mouth in a feeble attempt to set herself free, only causing her to fall face-first into the snow with a loud “splat.”

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