Winter had spotted the cloud of hair before he'd seen Miss Sunny, and he'd been watching it curiously as it moved about the party. Eventually he'd inched closer, weaving between people so he could see it up close- then looked started when he realized who it was attached to.
"Your hair has escaped its bonds. It is free now. Wild like a lion. ...Or a very aggressive sheep," he whispered seriously.
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Date: 2015-12-22 04:07 am (UTC)"Your hair has escaped its bonds. It is free now. Wild like a lion. ...Or a very aggressive sheep," he whispered seriously.