// the only heaven i'll be sent to —
He’s glad he hasn’t startled Iskra with his greeting, and as the friendly gesture is returned, the courtesan drifts closer – seafoam eyes shifting from dog to man. And when Iskra speaks next, his gaze fully focuses on the stranger with that same pearlescent smile. “Yeah, was tryin’ to find my way back to the village but.. Y’know how it is in the Greatwood.” At least he hopes Iskra does, otherwise he’d get to break the news that they’re both helplessly fuckin’ lost.
Lips parting to introduce himself, the offer of the canteen is kind, and Thorn does feel a dryness in his throat. Having no water magic to conjure with, his smile turns a little softer. “I guess I am.. If y’don’t mind sharin', of course.” He starts, before he’s able to finish introducing himself. “I’m Thorn. Nice to meet ya Iskra. And you too, Goose.” The inflection of his voice shifts a touch as he inclines down toward the canine, ensuring that he greeted him as well.
Lips parting to introduce himself, the offer of the canteen is kind, and Thorn does feel a dryness in his throat. Having no water magic to conjure with, his smile turns a little softer. “I guess I am.. If y’don’t mind sharin', of course.” He starts, before he’s able to finish introducing himself. “I’m Thorn. Nice to meet ya Iskra. And you too, Goose.” The inflection of his voice shifts a touch as he inclines down toward the canine, ensuring that he greeted him as well.
thorn
— is when i'm alone with you //
