Corr's eyes glisten like the blinking lights of the fireflies and twinkling stars. The atmosphere is so bright and childlike and she can feel it wrapping around her like a soft blanket. She wants to get lost in this feeling and these moments. She nearly does before Po's words pull her back in.
"Only if you brighten it up with your beautiful flowers and maybe some vines for some flare," the woman replies, imagining just how pretty that would all look. Of course, she likes to harvest her own herbs and flowers and things, but magical flora is all the more special.
As they make their way into the river, she can feel Po's calmness and his laughter. It's contagious and she's okay with it, so she laughs with him. The crown of fireflies fits him, perhaps more than he realizes. The water laps at their legs, but it's not raging around them like usual and is instead welcoming them just as the lightning bugs are on this night.
Corr is surprised to find out that he grew up in the desert of Solterra. The man who is one with the trees and the flowers being born in the land that has barely any of that (if at all). It makes sense though why he would feel drawn to this place and feel more at home. It called to him, just like Novus had called to her from the other side of a portal so long ago. If only she had been born here, but she will always have fond memories of her homeland.
"Where we're born does not have to define us if we don't want it to. I can tell you belong here, Po," she reassures him in case he ever had some doubts. "And grass is certainly a plus."
The crow witch becomes distracted by a couple of fireflies fluttering in front of her when they are suddenly spooked away by the splash of water. For a moment, Corr blinks in confusion and as her lashes clear away the droplets, she can see the look of mischief in Po's face. She curls her lip.
They are kids again as she swipes the tip of her wing through the water to send a splash back at the king. She laughs, hardly being able to contain it. Before he might have a chance to splash her again, she starts to trot away, water sloshing beneath her. Corr is mindful of her footing and spreads her wings out a little for balance. Now he will have to try and catch her.
"Speaking."
"Only if you brighten it up with your beautiful flowers and maybe some vines for some flare," the woman replies, imagining just how pretty that would all look. Of course, she likes to harvest her own herbs and flowers and things, but magical flora is all the more special.
As they make their way into the river, she can feel Po's calmness and his laughter. It's contagious and she's okay with it, so she laughs with him. The crown of fireflies fits him, perhaps more than he realizes. The water laps at their legs, but it's not raging around them like usual and is instead welcoming them just as the lightning bugs are on this night.
Corr is surprised to find out that he grew up in the desert of Solterra. The man who is one with the trees and the flowers being born in the land that has barely any of that (if at all). It makes sense though why he would feel drawn to this place and feel more at home. It called to him, just like Novus had called to her from the other side of a portal so long ago. If only she had been born here, but she will always have fond memories of her homeland.
"Where we're born does not have to define us if we don't want it to. I can tell you belong here, Po," she reassures him in case he ever had some doubts. "And grass is certainly a plus."
The crow witch becomes distracted by a couple of fireflies fluttering in front of her when they are suddenly spooked away by the splash of water. For a moment, Corr blinks in confusion and as her lashes clear away the droplets, she can see the look of mischief in Po's face. She curls her lip.
They are kids again as she swipes the tip of her wing through the water to send a splash back at the king. She laughs, hardly being able to contain it. Before he might have a chance to splash her again, she starts to trot away, water sloshing beneath her. Corr is mindful of her footing and spreads her wings out a little for balance. Now he will have to try and catch her.
@Ipomoea <3
