She is like a wildflower
Feeling utterly rejected, Nova's hand falls to her side again, her face falling momentarily to a frown as she watches Pip slink away. She might have crawled closer, stalking to get a better view of the fur along her tail, but then Koa's laughing, and she files the plan away for after, along with an idea to tempt with treats.
Nova turns to look at him, still baffled by his outfit. Her hand reaches forward to tap the offered contraption wrapped around his wrist. It's solid and hard, unyielding and strange in how useless it looks, an offensive lack of color. Her lips thin as she mutters, "Weird." She also doesn't get the whole 'train with gravity' idea, but Nova bounces suddenly to her feet, her sundress askew from her time in the grass, not that she cares, distracted by his other plans. "What kinds of stances? Like a dance?!" The way she rocks up onto her toes implies that she would very much like to dance, her smile bright as starlight.
Nova turns to look at him, still baffled by his outfit. Her hand reaches forward to tap the offered contraption wrapped around his wrist. It's solid and hard, unyielding and strange in how useless it looks, an offensive lack of color. Her lips thin as she mutters, "Weird." She also doesn't get the whole 'train with gravity' idea, but Nova bounces suddenly to her feet, her sundress askew from her time in the grass, not that she cares, distracted by his other plans. "What kinds of stances? Like a dance?!" The way she rocks up onto her toes implies that she would very much like to dance, her smile bright as starlight.
beautiful, fierce, and free
Nova
