ARAXES
tender heart
It made sense, rain bringing prosperity and crops. It did when it was gentle in her home, but they had long lived in the caves and built gardens in where there were holes in the ceiling. Irrigation systems dug in to the ground that trickled from a stream. It had been their way of surviving. She missed it sometimes, but other times, didn't mind being here.
Tiny wings ruffled up, feathers puffing on end in a way that a bird might puff up when it was comfortable and hunkering down to rest for a while. "I've heard Solterra is an arid place with overwhelming heat, but with strong warriors. Isn't there an oasis there?" She was certain she had read about that, somewhere. Solterra's treasure of sorts, hidden away past canyons and desert, tucked like a gleaming jewel for those that had the skill to find it.
Hearing him ask about the Night Court, she smiled a little lopsidedly, releasing a soft giggle in response. "Is it always day in the Day Court?" she asked, her slate eyes turning toward him. He was a large thing, but like this... he was rather cute. Araxes felt a flutter in her belly at the thought, and she blinked, before gently soldiering on. "No, it's not always dark. I feel like it's the best place to see the stars at night, though, where it is. A good position in the lands...." She trailed in thought, and became aware of warmth on her leg.
It was odd, how large he was, because she felt so small next to him. The warmth fluttered from her stomach to her chest, and her wings gave a small ruffle as her head ducked down. Positioned as they were, she could rest her muzzle against the side of his large head, and she did, ensuring her wings didn't hit him or flap all over in some ridiculous way.
"What's it like, being a Warden?" she asked, almost sleepily. The sound of his voice seemed to soothe her worries, gently allowing her mind to wander away from thoughts on the storm outside. She wasn't even sure if it was storming anymore.
Tiny wings ruffled up, feathers puffing on end in a way that a bird might puff up when it was comfortable and hunkering down to rest for a while. "I've heard Solterra is an arid place with overwhelming heat, but with strong warriors. Isn't there an oasis there?" She was certain she had read about that, somewhere. Solterra's treasure of sorts, hidden away past canyons and desert, tucked like a gleaming jewel for those that had the skill to find it.
Hearing him ask about the Night Court, she smiled a little lopsidedly, releasing a soft giggle in response. "Is it always day in the Day Court?" she asked, her slate eyes turning toward him. He was a large thing, but like this... he was rather cute. Araxes felt a flutter in her belly at the thought, and she blinked, before gently soldiering on. "No, it's not always dark. I feel like it's the best place to see the stars at night, though, where it is. A good position in the lands...." She trailed in thought, and became aware of warmth on her leg.
It was odd, how large he was, because she felt so small next to him. The warmth fluttered from her stomach to her chest, and her wings gave a small ruffle as her head ducked down. Positioned as they were, she could rest her muzzle against the side of his large head, and she did, ensuring her wings didn't hit him or flap all over in some ridiculous way.
"What's it like, being a Warden?" she asked, almost sleepily. The sound of his voice seemed to soothe her worries, gently allowing her mind to wander away from thoughts on the storm outside. She wasn't even sure if it was storming anymore.
@Torstein (literally imagining he was like 'oh no she's cute' in his head)
