// hope, is wonderfully messy //
“I think this will be enough,” she hummed to Mittens, who’d since been ignoring her, noticing something, or someone, on the horizon. Glancing upwards, she watched her companion’s line of sight, before turning in that direction too –
And seeing Sohalia.
While the other Attuned might have dreaded something formidable, moody, dark, or overbearing from the Caretaker, Lena was anything but. Her jaw dropped, but then she was a rush of movement and motion across the loam, skirts and dress flying and akimbo, at risk of tangling along it with her longer limbs. “Sohalia?!” Had she not been told by Koa and Zavien about the once-ruler’s survival and reappearance, she might’ve looked as though she’d seen a ghost. Instead, she was a gentle breeze, arms outstretched to give and grant sisterly warmth and comfort the moment she embraced the younger woman, tucking her into her shoulder. “Are you okay?,” was the first question in a series of them swarming to her mind, but they scarcely mattered presently.
And seeing Sohalia.
While the other Attuned might have dreaded something formidable, moody, dark, or overbearing from the Caretaker, Lena was anything but. Her jaw dropped, but then she was a rush of movement and motion across the loam, skirts and dress flying and akimbo, at risk of tangling along it with her longer limbs. “Sohalia?!” Had she not been told by Koa and Zavien about the once-ruler’s survival and reappearance, she might’ve looked as though she’d seen a ghost. Instead, she was a gentle breeze, arms outstretched to give and grant sisterly warmth and comfort the moment she embraced the younger woman, tucking her into her shoulder. “Are you okay?,” was the first question in a series of them swarming to her mind, but they scarcely mattered presently.
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
