flora
"Shhhhhhhh!" Shooting a wide-eyed stare over her shoulder at Jack, Flora shrinks down behind a tree. At an age where none of her joints pop or crackle when she moves, the queen is nearly silent as she peers out, her blue-green eyes narrowed between the jutting black tree trunks. I'm sure I saw something. She thinks, her breath held.
Dressed in a sweater the colour of faded sage and a pair of brown leggings paired with tall tan boots, the Doubletake might have stepped out from some boutique magazine advertising outerwear for the trendy explorer; that her daggers were strapped to her hip in a leather holster legitimized the look somewhat
Whatever it was Flora thought she saw, the excited flurry of her thoughts suggested it was probably something cute rather than scary; a luxere perhaps, or maybe a lost unicorn. Either way, she was waving Jack over as if he might have some ability he'd been hiding from her all these years that let him coax cute fuzzy things out of hiding.
Dressed in a sweater the colour of faded sage and a pair of brown leggings paired with tall tan boots, the Doubletake might have stepped out from some boutique magazine advertising outerwear for the trendy explorer; that her daggers were strapped to her hip in a leather holster legitimized the look somewhat
Whatever it was Flora thought she saw, the excited flurry of her thoughts suggested it was probably something cute rather than scary; a luxere perhaps, or maybe a lost unicorn. Either way, she was waving Jack over as if he might have some ability he'd been hiding from her all these years that let him coax cute fuzzy things out of hiding.
I'm stupid but I'm clever
I can make a shitshow look a whole lot like forever and ever
I can make a shitshow look a whole lot like forever and ever
