Solstice

Solstice. A tall, soft looking animatronic. He was sitting to the side of the daycare, in a small corner that Sun had labeled the ‘Anxiety Corner’, since both he and Solstice were little balls of it. It had a little toy bin, one with calming toys and fidgets instead of the brighter ones near the centre of the room.

He was messing with a music box. He wasn’t great with mechanics—more of a healer type—but he was trying to fix it. One of the springs was all locked up, and he was trying his best. He was humming a quiet tune, probably the same one the broken music box played. He seemed relaxed for once… it was refreshing.

~*He hasn’t noticed you yet. You can either be someone he knows, or someone completely new.*~