they say I did something bad, so why's it feel so good?
"Gorgeous name for a gorgeous girl." The priestess's grin only broadens as Aithne preens and touches her new horns — such a natural, instinctive gesture that Charlie's heart swells with easy affection.
Moving closer, the heat radiating from Charlie flickers subtly against the jewel-toned air. "New, huh?" she echoes, voice dropping to a conspiratorial purr as her eyes drift appreciatively over Aithne's star-sapphire horns, her shimmering tail, the way she practically vibrates with life. "They suit you," she says warmly, tilting her head so the crystals catch and scatter the light over her own ruby horns. "Perfectly, actually. It's like you’ve been this way all along — you just needed the right moment to remember."
Charlie offers her arm without hesitation, a casual, familiar gesture as if they'd known each other forever. "Come on. Let’s wander. Soulfire Reach loves a good celebration," she says, her voice alight with mischief. "And it’s practically humming at the sight of you."
Lowering her voice, she leans in with a playful smirk. "Ancient to Ancient, first lesson? Always enjoy the hell out of new skin. It’s what Dygra would want." Charlie winks and, unless Aithne hesitates, will lead her deeper into the sparkling cavern, their reflections dancing side by side across the gem-studded walls.
Moving closer, the heat radiating from Charlie flickers subtly against the jewel-toned air. "New, huh?" she echoes, voice dropping to a conspiratorial purr as her eyes drift appreciatively over Aithne's star-sapphire horns, her shimmering tail, the way she practically vibrates with life. "They suit you," she says warmly, tilting her head so the crystals catch and scatter the light over her own ruby horns. "Perfectly, actually. It's like you’ve been this way all along — you just needed the right moment to remember."
Charlie offers her arm without hesitation, a casual, familiar gesture as if they'd known each other forever. "Come on. Let’s wander. Soulfire Reach loves a good celebration," she says, her voice alight with mischief. "And it’s practically humming at the sight of you."
Lowering her voice, she leans in with a playful smirk. "Ancient to Ancient, first lesson? Always enjoy the hell out of new skin. It’s what Dygra would want." Charlie winks and, unless Aithne hesitates, will lead her deeper into the sparkling cavern, their reflections dancing side by side across the gem-studded walls.
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
