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[starscrxssed]

❛ what are you listening to? ❜ (for nari!)

"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.

"Now, was there something you needed from me, miss.. Sora, was it?"

[istresker]

* stares at the snow * yah nope I’m staying inside

But it’s so pretty? What’s wrong with snow? It’s not like it’s summer. Kind of expected around here, yanno.

[istresker]

About time you ask Anna to be your wife how did the trolls take it ?

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.

But... all in all, they wanted to throw us an engagement party. I haven’t exactly brought it up to Anna just yet. What if she got her pretty dress all filthy out there in the forest? Trolls love dirt and mud. Trust me.

[istresker]

[ help ] (welcome back!!)

[ 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.

When Anna arrives, he lets out a sigh and gently rests his shoulder for support (more actual support and not... physical). “So how exactly did we accomplish the star placement last year?”

[hibichiisms-blog]

saltysetter:

i can pour some down your shirt if you want.

tempting...

                                                                      “No thank you.”

[hibichiisms-blog]

squirts a bottle of water in his face

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

                                                              “..Thank you.”

[hibichiisms-blog]

it needs to be not this hot.

@god: turn down the temperature.