carry your baggage up my street

flora

Grinning if only because that meant 100% of all foxes she'd encountered had approved of her taste in jewellery, Flora smiled sunnily behind her fingers before balling them up inside of her sleeves. Gloves might have been a good idea, but given that the pair had only said they were going to go for a quick stroll, the Doubletake hadn't thought she'd need them. If only there was an elementalist nearby with the ability to heat things up.

Though her memories of Ianto and Fiadh were hazy, mostly clouded in warm amber and accompanied by the scent of tobacco, the sight of the fox's blue eyes sent Flora's mind reeling back to when she was a child, trying her best to keep up with Fiadh as her sticky fingers and hair-brained ideas led them all over the Greatwood. No doubt this fox wasn't housing a musical-tongued lesbian, but then again, what if it was?

Trundling happily forward, her blue-green eyes peeled on the ground in front of them as if paw prints might suddenly appear Blue's Clues style, Flora's shrug is one of utter nonchalance. "Dunno." Bouncing her eyebrows playfully at the captain over her shoulder, the queen shrugs again. "You can go back if you want." She adds tauntingly before the groan of a tree fifty or so feet ahead has her rolling her eyes. "Okay, you can stop with the air now, I think the fox is clever enough to have figured it out."

I'm stupid but I'm clever
I can make a shitshow look a whole lot like forever and ever

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!