#she doesn't...bite?

It was a rather cold evening even for the former mountain dwelling teal blood, known as Bedraa. Wrapped up horn to toe, in rather festive attire. It was that time of year, and what better reason to bring out rather gaudy holiday scarfs and sweaters, the latter of which was hidden more under her long fur covered coat.  Though there was very little which could dampen the young trolls holiday spirit as she continued to sing carols down the streets where she now lived. Though singing was a loose term as many would find nails on a chalk board more appealing.