f l o r e n t i n e
C’mon Twinkle Toes!
From around the corner Florentine’s head appears to peer back at the boys. She settles amethyst eyes upon Ulric as he trots towards her, before dropping them to Somnus’ feet. “I did think they were very fetching feet.” She nods, complimenting playfully before she disappears again in a flurry of honey hair and floating petals.
She hears the boys round the corner behind her, a flurry of feet and protestations for her to slow.
We do not know what may be lying in wait!
the flowergirl spins suddenly, tail swirling as petals scatter in surprised disarray. “But is that not part of the fun?” She asks Somnus as she walks backwards, her eyes blazing with the high of the unknown and the thrill of this adventure. Florentine drinks in the caramel of his skin, the perfect dawn hue to compliment her own setting sun.
With a laugh she spins back to walk forward again, her head tilting one way as one boy joins her left, and then the other as the second takes to her right. “A pleasure good sirs!” She quips, wings flaring to nudge their sides as she dips into a curtsey. “
Together they walk along the corridor of leaves and bark, a clear sky of sundrenched light acting as their ceiling and their guide. Together arrive at a crossing, their eyes appearing to peer right and left in tandem. “Left you say?” the twilight girl breathes to Ulric, as she peers around Somnus’ chest to eye the left passage, weighing its appeal over the right. “I think you may be right, it looks to be fun enough.” Without breaking her stride, the girl guides them left. Her side nudges into Somnus, encouraging, pushing, not giving the golden boy a moment to slow, lest he worry himself any more.
“Oh,” Florentine considers Ulric’s last question, her eyes dancing over his stormy blue skin. She pause is only short lived, before she finishes, disconcertingly brightly with, “monsters apparently.”
Without missing a beat, the Flora continues, eyes the boys from beneath her fringe of petals and gold, “Now tell me, what adventures are there to be had in Delumine?” She asks the boys as they all walk, side by side by side, deeper and deeper into the wild magic maze.
@Ulric @Somnus Aaaah, this thread is life!
this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
From around the corner Florentine’s head appears to peer back at the boys. She settles amethyst eyes upon Ulric as he trots towards her, before dropping them to Somnus’ feet. “I did think they were very fetching feet.” She nods, complimenting playfully before she disappears again in a flurry of honey hair and floating petals.
She hears the boys round the corner behind her, a flurry of feet and protestations for her to slow.
We do not know what may be lying in wait!
the flowergirl spins suddenly, tail swirling as petals scatter in surprised disarray. “But is that not part of the fun?” She asks Somnus as she walks backwards, her eyes blazing with the high of the unknown and the thrill of this adventure. Florentine drinks in the caramel of his skin, the perfect dawn hue to compliment her own setting sun.
With a laugh she spins back to walk forward again, her head tilting one way as one boy joins her left, and then the other as the second takes to her right. “A pleasure good sirs!” She quips, wings flaring to nudge their sides as she dips into a curtsey. “
Together they walk along the corridor of leaves and bark, a clear sky of sundrenched light acting as their ceiling and their guide. Together arrive at a crossing, their eyes appearing to peer right and left in tandem. “Left you say?” the twilight girl breathes to Ulric, as she peers around Somnus’ chest to eye the left passage, weighing its appeal over the right. “I think you may be right, it looks to be fun enough.” Without breaking her stride, the girl guides them left. Her side nudges into Somnus, encouraging, pushing, not giving the golden boy a moment to slow, lest he worry himself any more.
“Oh,” Florentine considers Ulric’s last question, her eyes dancing over his stormy blue skin. She pause is only short lived, before she finishes, disconcertingly brightly with, “monsters apparently.”
Without missing a beat, the Flora continues, eyes the boys from beneath her fringe of petals and gold, “Now tell me, what adventures are there to be had in Delumine?” She asks the boys as they all walk, side by side by side, deeper and deeper into the wild magic maze.
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★ She is clothed with strength and dignity,
and she laughs without fear of the future ★
