sandy winter // paper snowflakes

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LOKI FLÓKI — 1 year / cutie pie — bio

rosemary had dished out the task to make snowflakes out of paper. in all honesty, as creative as loki was, she knew next to nothing about snowflakes apart from the fact they tasted good and melted on her tongue quite quickly. paper she had, she often saw her father scribbling around on some or the other, and she quickly located a very large stash and took about half of it, turning to leave the house with a wave of her fluffy tail.

she made herself a place by a small log in the center of the camp, using a rock to hold down the rest of the paper. she faintly remembered when someone had made a paper snowflake before, but didn't quite remember how they got it so pretty. but the process was there. just fold the paper a few times in on itself, and begin the shredding process. she started off quite rusty but soon she got bolder and her laughs were filling the air as she discovered newer patterns.

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Loki’s laughter summoned Rosemary to the log where the child was crafting her paper snowflakes. The ocelot’s whiskers twitched in amusement; it wasn’t difficult to see why the child found delight in the art project.

“You’re making excellent creative choices there,” Rosemary said, indicating with her forked tail. She didn’t point out a specific one but a general clump of inventive snowflakes.

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PEACEFALL

peace comes at dawn, but yours comes at night

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LOKI FLÓKI — 1 year / cutie pie — bio

so engrossed was she in her crafts that she didn't notice rosemary until she spoke up, and loki nearly dropped the paper in her paws, startled. nodding shyly at the compliment, beaming. "oh, thank you! you're the one who suggested i make something like this, after all! hadnät it been for you i wouldn't have gotten these ones!" she exclaimed, delighted. she had something for the other, too. holding up a paw in a wait a sec sign she ruffled through the little pile she had already made and pulled out one and handed it to the ocelot. "here. i think it looks a little bit like the flowers on a rosemary plant! i want you to have it." her smile grew wider.

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