Soleil
In your warmth the sun was put to shame
If you asked me to, I would still run to you
Accustomed to being surrounded on nearly all sides by companions, Soleil shoots a toothy smile at both as they are named, committing each to memory as surely as Melita's own. They're an eclectic bunch, but she decides then and there that she likes them. If you asked me to, I would still run to you
With her little moment in the sun complete, Soleil slings her bow over her shoulder and doesn't bother with the sand that clings to her bare legs. "My dad. We live in Halo but my brother and I lived here for a bit before he found us after the Voice's portal spit us out." Thus explaining in one easy go why her stance differs and why she's back in Torchline.
Trailing after Melita, she picks out her own kills based on the flocking made of ningo feathers and begins neatly pulling the arrows free, tying up the feet and attaching them to her belt. "A charm? Is it for Dygra's festival?" It has been the talk of the season, though Soleil has not done any of the requirements herself nor is she intent on going to the festival at the end of the season.
