An'Thaya had a little green hat of her own topped with a jingly bell. She had stuffed Galain's stocking earlier... so to speak, and was currently bent over in front of a large, decoration bedazzled pine tree stuffing brightly wrapped boxes under the lowest boughs. She was humming along to music coming from somewhere in the building and her leather clad behind was bouncing along to the beat.
Despite hating the cold this particular festivity was her favourite, and the holiday spirit had the Amazon firmly in its grip. Besides, there was a fire crackling in the fireplace (that was, incredibly, in fair enough repair that it wasn't billowing smoke through the place or threatening to burn the place down) and the most delightful smells were coming from the Green Heart's kitchen.
Family was on their way and the Alcarin's were looking forward to enjoying their company.
The rodent chanting outside was disturbing, but when had they ever let a little weirdness get in their way.
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