Koa
It's not that Koa thought she'd pull away, but he's still relieved when she returns the squeeze, their hands slotting comfortably together as they face the future that looms ahead. Sohalia's laughter is the bubble of a mountain spring, cool and bright and filling Koa with a refreshing sense of purpose. He meets it with a warm chuckle of his own, pulling her fingers up to press against lips that have now broken fully into a grin.
And then she's walking backward, tugging him onward, and Koa laughs openly now, rolling and a little giddy as hope swells in his chest. "Careful, don't trip!" he cautions, following willingly as she leads them onward, up the final stretch of the Righteous Road and toward the waiting gates.
The gate's shadow casts over Sohalia; at the same time Pip trills a note of caution, sitting up higher on Koa's shoulder. Immediately the Dragoon snaps to attention, his eyes flickering past the Luminary and to the city beyond. "Soh, hold on." Pulling her gently back toward him, Koa takes a step past Sohalia, his eyebrows furrowed as he bites his lip. "Pip spotted some, ah, surprises Dahlia left for us. We probably shouldn't go too much further until we're ready for a fight." Despite his words, he seems more than ready to continue onward, like a dog reluctantly brought to heel while a squirrel taunts him meters ahead.
And then she's walking backward, tugging him onward, and Koa laughs openly now, rolling and a little giddy as hope swells in his chest. "Careful, don't trip!" he cautions, following willingly as she leads them onward, up the final stretch of the Righteous Road and toward the waiting gates.
The gate's shadow casts over Sohalia; at the same time Pip trills a note of caution, sitting up higher on Koa's shoulder. Immediately the Dragoon snaps to attention, his eyes flickering past the Luminary and to the city beyond. "Soh, hold on." Pulling her gently back toward him, Koa takes a step past Sohalia, his eyebrows furrowed as he bites his lip. "Pip spotted some, ah, surprises Dahlia left for us. We probably shouldn't go too much further until we're ready for a fight." Despite his words, he seems more than ready to continue onward, like a dog reluctantly brought to heel while a squirrel taunts him meters ahead.
the most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway
is that it's you, and that you're standing in the doorway
is that it's you, and that you're standing in the doorway
