do not fear the dark, wolf cub, for when the sun leaves the world,
With the sketch in hand, she takes a few moments to peer over it, iceberg eyes content and pleased as she nods her head – despite knowing he’s already begun his construction. So she settles at his side, design angled so that he can better see it to mold off of, and she stands there comfortably amongst the sand and sun to watch as he crafts it – seeing all the bits and pieces meld into place. There’s a touch of nostalgia as he adds the horns and antlers, as the gold glimmers in the Torchline sun, almost blindingly bright.
And when he’s done, the jacket completed and held out to her, she trades him the sketch for the living thing – having no qualms with wearing it (instead, appreciating the additional heat), as she slips it on to fit her form, hands smoothing over the fine details and the furs that bunch around her neck. She relieves a breath of relief, smiling toward him as she does a spin in the sand, as if to give him a better view of how it fits. “It’s perfect Deimos.” She murmurs, bunching it closer and tighter, before she embraces him again in a tight hug, enough that her face presses into his chest when she murmurs a soft "thank you."
And when he’s done, the jacket completed and held out to her, she trades him the sketch for the living thing – having no qualms with wearing it (instead, appreciating the additional heat), as she slips it on to fit her form, hands smoothing over the fine details and the furs that bunch around her neck. She relieves a breath of relief, smiling toward him as she does a spin in the sand, as if to give him a better view of how it fits. “It’s perfect Deimos.” She murmurs, bunching it closer and tighter, before she embraces him again in a tight hug, enough that her face presses into his chest when she murmurs a soft "thank you."
the world fears you
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
