Soleil
I wanna be a word you say at night
I wanna be a feeling you know you can't fight
It's perhaps a little bold to be looking for a more dangerous void-variant than ferns and daisies, but with Deimos at her side Soleil feels it's warranted. She doesn't know anyone stronger than him (especially since she's never met any of the demigods) and Halo had gone wild when they'd found out he'd won the Torchline Tournament, so why can't she test both the proverbial and literal waters? I wanna be a feeling you know you can't fight
The Stonesong is gorgeous. Soleil mourns that the Greatwood has been largely taken over by the infection because she hasn't had the chance to explore it and now she doubts she will be able to for a long time. Standing on the bank, she peers out into its tumultuous surface, craning back and forth like a curly-haired giraffe. "So how much help am I really going to be here?" Turning over her shoulder, she gives him a cheeky grin, spirits mostly restored after a heart-to-heart with her dad. "I can be bait?" And if they can't find any river stars, the shadowy edges of the trees will surely have vipers they can hunt instead.
