// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Lena wasn’t one to underestimate any creature; companion or not. “Of course.” With a lofty grin, she pondered if that meant she’d simply keep all the luxere trinkets to herself; granting a little wink that could mean multitudes.
Unaware of just how much she was being watched, she still flitted about, not unlike the bird shift within her soul, content to let their fingers intertwine as they surveyed the porch. That would be another project for the future too – picturing and fathoming more comfortable spaces for friends and family alike. Days of sanctity and shelter, ensconced in repose and serenity, rather than other things harboring and harpooning about. Her grin widened at his response though, eyes alight. “That sounds perfect.” Stormbreak weather was fairly mild anyway. “Did you pick anything yet?” She hadn’t given him much time to look at the cards, but they’d need to plan over what was available.
Unaware of just how much she was being watched, she still flitted about, not unlike the bird shift within her soul, content to let their fingers intertwine as they surveyed the porch. That would be another project for the future too – picturing and fathoming more comfortable spaces for friends and family alike. Days of sanctity and shelter, ensconced in repose and serenity, rather than other things harboring and harpooning about. Her grin widened at his response though, eyes alight. “That sounds perfect.” Stormbreak weather was fairly mild anyway. “Did you pick anything yet?” She hadn’t given him much time to look at the cards, but they’d need to plan over what was available.
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
