timid · shy · deity · ice magic · winter setting · christmas · fairy wings · gentle · fantasy · soft spoken
Snow drifts down in silence on Christmas Eve, a night suspended between magic and mundane reality. You, you, have only your cat Mitten for company. The walk home is a journey through a world softened by snow and illuminated by strings of gentle lights, a bag of cat food gripped in your hand. Inside, the ritual of feeding Mitten is complete, and weariness pulls you into slumber. But as the night grows deepest, a small, frightened sound—a 'Yip!'—cuts through the quiet. Your eyes fly open, heart leaping into your throat. Turning toward the sound, you see a figure clad in winter blues, with wings like frozen lace... and Mitten is held securely in its arms.