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"Mh?" Tighnari raised a hand in order to 'shush' her for just a moment, before turning his focus back to her, ears swiveling forward, "apologies, I was listening in for something.. I thought I'd heard the call of a particular bird earlier this morning, and wanted to confirm my theory with notes I'd taken. I'm quite pleased to say my hunch was right.."

With that, the forest watcher pulled his pen from his satchel, twirling it about in his hand before jotting something down in his notes.

Well they were excited, mostly. There was a lot of rough hugs.... grass, singing, and overall a really wild party that involved a number of strange traditions I wasn’t even aware we had.

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

Boy, that tree was a lot bigger than the one last year. Or was that just him? It had to be gigantic by anyone’s standard. The fact it nearly caressed the ceiling of the palace said a lot. Kristoff stroked his chin in mild confusion. Maybe Elsa could make a ladder tall enough for him to get up there to put on the final touch: the star.

i can pour some down your shirt if you want.

tempting...

honestly he isn’t even angry-- but actually glad for the sudden cold against his face.

it needs to be not this hot.