COLT
It starts much like it had the last time. A billow of wind, clattering against the chimes with an energy that suggested someone had been listening. However, nothing came, not Frey, not a cranky figure of bones, just the wind whipping up the fire. Colt thought perhaps that was answer enough.
Dipping her head deeper in quiet acceptance of the response, Colt started to pull away, started to rise—until she caught the motion among the grass and the beautiful display of wildflowers. Frey materialized from each unfurled petal and every twisted root that sprung to life with their breath. Colt's fingers curled back into the grass, like a lover's touch to touseled hair, as she returned to her kneel fully. Beneath her hat and lashes, she quietly admired the deity and all their spleandor. Yes—they're who kept her family's homestead alive all these generations.
"Thank you, Frey," Colt breathes, her hands clapped together and a smile darting across her face as she nodded at the divine's guidance. "Guess I'll need to avoid black cats and mirrors," she murmured as she pulled back from the shrine, to let Frey return to their domain while she did her best to curry the favor of luck sooner than later.
[FIN]
Dipping her head deeper in quiet acceptance of the response, Colt started to pull away, started to rise—until she caught the motion among the grass and the beautiful display of wildflowers. Frey materialized from each unfurled petal and every twisted root that sprung to life with their breath. Colt's fingers curled back into the grass, like a lover's touch to touseled hair, as she returned to her kneel fully. Beneath her hat and lashes, she quietly admired the deity and all their spleandor. Yes—they're who kept her family's homestead alive all these generations.
"Thank you, Frey," Colt breathes, her hands clapped together and a smile darting across her face as she nodded at the divine's guidance. "Guess I'll need to avoid black cats and mirrors," she murmured as she pulled back from the shrine, to let Frey return to their domain while she did her best to curry the favor of luck sooner than later.
[FIN]
If I go missing, don't bother looking, I'm probably just riding the wind
'Cause cowboys and sunsets, you can always count on them, but never to stay
I guess I'm a cowboy, 'cause there's a sunset on the way
'Cause cowboys and sunsets, you can always count on them, but never to stay
I guess I'm a cowboy, 'cause there's a sunset on the way
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
