[AW] [Festival] In the heat of the moment

[Below Zero]

B e l o w Z e r o

I don't care what they're going to say, let the storm rage on
the cold never bothered me anyway

The air was cool, not cold enough to be at a level that would have Bel feeling at home, but definitely comfortable nonetheless. The vapors swirling up from her spine hung over her, delicately trailing in spirals as the colder temperature kept them at the right distance to naturally keep the air around her a little colder, a little more comfortable for the arctic zone native. The extra heat from the various fires from the autumn festival were less comfortable for her, however. It's what led Bel to staying a bit further away from the dancers with flaming sticks. She'd been offered one when she first arrived, but had been forced to shake her head, instead wanting to just watch. That close to fire, even a small one, would be a little risky for a creature of the water. And that was if her own vapors didn't extinguish the flame early.

No, Bel was happy watching.

Her gaze followed the dancers as they stepped on land with a variety of grace. Some mirrored her own steady steps on land. Others moved with a grace that made her slightly jealous. How anyone could move that smoothly, on land, she would never know. But then again, in the water, Bel was poetry in motion beneath the waves where her fins and tail worked in strong correlation when her limbs and carried her through the currents like she was born to be there. Though, according to Yuki, it was possible to relearn how to move like that on land, Bel just wasn't there yet.

It wasn't worth a worry yet, anyway.

Now was a time for festivities! And there was definitely a feel of fun in the air. Laughter and groupings of others helping and talking together. Small and large groups. Loners watching from the distances, but still smiling and relaxed. As with any festival in Bel's experience while on Novus, it seemed a time of comfort and companionship. Laughter and smiles. Friendships made or strengthened. A time of celebration another year drawing to a close and making sure there were others to lean on for winter when it would be colder and darker.

And so much fun was planned.

Fireworks, feasts, apple pie baking and so much more. Even this fire dancing was having a smile touch Bel's slightly reptilian features as she leaned against a tree, her fins standing out against the greenery around her. White and blue might lend her to camouflage in the water but she was clearly visible on land. Which is why she let others approach first. She tended to be seen as a predator first. A Kelpie she'd been accused of, never mind the fact she was dual-natured. Fins and tail. But also limbs and hooves. Scales and blubber, but also fur and hide. Gills but lungs. A carefully cultivated creature who could survive on land, or in the water. But then again, she wasn't from this world. She was an alien playing native. She might have fangs, but they were for tuna and cod, not for other horses. And she ate seagrasses and seaweed just as much as fish or plankton.

But fear clouds visions.

And she'd rather others approach her first, least she alarms them instead of making a friend out of them. Thankfully some now knew her for what she was. Friendly, playful, kind . . . They saw the Bel beyond the fins. Saw the whole Treader, not just aquatic aspects. And with any luck, she might be able to make some friends along the way at the festival. And if nothing else, she could still have fun watching the others to.




"Bel"
Yukime
Open to anyone
Notes:: Just fun festivities for anyone who wants to hangout;) Bel will NOT be participating at this time in fire dancing LOL and of course Yuki noped out of being around in fire :P