Nova
We are beautiful things, wild things,
Tal's outburst was certainly not the praise she was expecting. Nova chose to ignore him for the most part, chalking it up to jealousy or wounded pride as she happily fulfilled Boreal's request for more scritches. She was mainly paying attention to the dragon, humming softly as she looked for all the good spots on and around the companion's head. "You're such a good dragon, aren't you? How did you get stuck with such a grump?" A low giggle accompanied her words as she used both hands to itch and scratch along the smooth scales.
It wasn't until a loud ZAP reached her ears that Nova looked up again, just in time to see the preying orchid spasm before disintegrating to ash. Her eyes widened, stunned for a moment, mouth slightly agape. What others may have mistaken for 'fear' was quickly proven misconstrued. She leapt to her feet, clapping her hands together with glee. "That was so cool! What was that?! Can you do it again?!" Without an ounce of hesitation, she came closer, walking around Tal to look intently at his vest. "How does it work? Is it magic?" And how could she make or get one?
It wasn't until a loud ZAP reached her ears that Nova looked up again, just in time to see the preying orchid spasm before disintegrating to ash. Her eyes widened, stunned for a moment, mouth slightly agape. What others may have mistaken for 'fear' was quickly proven misconstrued. She leapt to her feet, clapping her hands together with glee. "That was so cool! What was that?! Can you do it again?!" Without an ounce of hesitation, she came closer, walking around Tal to look intently at his vest. "How does it work? Is it magic?" And how could she make or get one?
searching for the brilliance within us.
