But my heart is returned to sister winter (OTA)

[saltwaterlungs]

CHARACTERS: Residents of the farmhouse and guests/others
DATE: December to early January
LOCATION: The farmhouse
SITUATION: Recovering from top surgery, seasonal depression, and general comings and goings
WARNINGS: N/A at present

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[hereticofthewilds]

"Weee!" she hollers as he bucks and twists. She seems to stay attached with barely any effort.

Once he stops to look at her, she raises one hand to pat him gently. "Sorry, Monster. Elsie scare you?"

[goodweather]

There's a rumbly sort of clicking sound, not a growl but not a purr. He cocks his head at her to look at her sidelong with his good eye, pupil expanding and shrinking, still running on the adrenaline spike as he steps back and forth in place. (His head stays right in the same place even as he does. Kind of like pigeons and chickens and... most birds, honestly.)

"Elssie?" comes a giant bird's mimic of a male human voice. The weatherman's, if she's ever listened to the radio. "New here? Or you live here?"

[hereticofthewilds]

She has listened to the voice in the box enough times now that it reads as familiar, but now she's wondering how such a big weatherman fits in that building. Does he do the reports on the roof? Oh, that must be it! Easier to see the weather that way, of course.

"Live here. Elsie born here. Monster is weatherman from the box?"

[goodweather]

"Yess. Usually the 'man' part iss true. But not right now." He tries to turn around to look at her better, which mostly results in turning in a circle with the exact same viewing angle. "Who is Elssie?"

[hereticofthewilds]

"Shapeshifter?" Oh, so he's like Nimona, or her father? She guesses that makes more sense... but, aw, she liked the idea of a big weather bird monster telling the weather from the roof.

"Elsie is... Elsie?" Oh, wait, no. She's more than that now! Proudly she adds, "Daughter of Olwylder and Yesenia the Feytouched."

[goodweather]

Huh. Okay, Phil, time to work out your genre awareness here.

"Ssounds important." And quite happy, too. "Feytouched? Elssie is fey? What iss fey here? Magic?"

[hereticofthewilds]

"Yes. Elsie is princess!" That's very important as she understands it. At least, most people react like it is.

"Magic. Yes." She sounds a little less sure of this answer. To her, it has always been innate--an instinct she never had to train. Her mother could do such things, too, and Elsie simply learned by watching. "Elsie always has magic."