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 | Warmth"Lifting a paw, Velserica wipes at her plush brow. Her sister’s protests fall mostly on deaf ears as she readies the tool in her grasp and swings it down once again, splitting another log in half..."
by annananana |  | A Spooky Christmas LessonHow do you bring spooky season to joyful season? By spreading spooky joy, of course.
by surging |  | Many A Reason For The Season "This time of year has many a meaning to all. So do the other holidays. I sit here with my hopes and dreams furthering into the New Year. I have so many people who mean the world to me. As my Green Xweetok hands type this out, I cannot help but feel my heart fill up with love..."
by harvestmoon66 |  | A Hero's Journey: The Lost Day of Giving"The White Blumaroo grinned crookedly as though he had a trick up his sleeve, folding his arms across his chest almost to add to that effect."
by precious_katuch14 |  | A Brynnso Christmas 10-Year Anniversary Special!"After their contractually obligated off-year, Hanso and Brynn return to the stage in the Hidden Tower, where Christmas-themed plays are considered a staple around this time of year."
by rielcz |  | The Emerald Deep"Snow. How quaint a sight. How it glows in the light of the full moon. In my arms, a bundle of blankets stirs and a little face, that of a..."
by parody_ham |  | Reina's Hijinks: The Story of the Advent Calendar "Pae the Purple Peophin announced happily to her fellow companion Cherry the Biscuit Chia. The two met up at Terror Mountain to collect their prizes together..."
by chemical_nova |  | I'll Be Home for Christmas"Pyland winced at the surprisingly bright morning light reflecting off the fresh dusting snow as he padded out into the garden of his family’s Neohome. As his eyes adjusted, he noticed..."
by citybound |
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"Warmth" by annananana
“Oof, this is tough work. I’m a seamstress, not a lumberjack.” “It’d go faster if you’d let me help!” “Sorry, Zou, but I trust you with an axe about as far as I can throw you.” “Hey! I’m gonna be a Battledome Champion! I can use an axe!” Lifting a paw, Velserica wipes at her plush brow. Her sister’s protests fall mostly on deaf ears as she readies the tool in her grasp and swings it down once again, splitting another log in half. Usually, this task for the Winter Celebrations falls to their brother, but since he’s across the planet for the holidays, she’s picking up the slack. She’s just never realized how much of a workout chopping wood is before now. Her brother deserves more praise for being able to effortlessly knock the task out in such a short time. “Are you listening, Vel?!” Ah, right. “Yes, yes. You’re a super tough future Battledome Champion–” “Don’t patronize me!” “–but I’m still not giving you an axe.” “Uhhhhhhgh!” A smirk splits her lips. Zouji really is growing up so fast, but that whiny kid is still very present and alive within her. It’s almost a little comforting. Almost. “One more log should do it. Then you can show me just how strong your lessons at the Swashbuckling Academy are making you by helping me get these inside,” Velserica soothes with an undertone of snark that only an...
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