Nova
Turning her head at the sound of amazement, Nova is greeted by a young girl who has to be... what? Three? Surely she has to be a toddler? She certainly looks young, but that doesn't diminish her praise or compliments - at least that's how Nova interprets the statements. She beams a little brighter, a bit of starlight dazzling around her as a smile stretches the freckles on her face. "Right?! Isn't it pretty?!"
The question sparks another bite, her head tilting for no more than a second before she gives a confirming bob of her head. "Like a rainbow! Wanna try?" She offers out the cone for the young girl's consumption if she wishes, blue eyes shimmering like a world of possibilities and expectant approval.
Not in the least bit bothered by the company, Nova leans forward to look at the girl's ice, faintly recalling the various flavors she lists - particularly the tiger's blood, although she's quick to reassure that it's not actual blood. Pursing her newly stained lips, she says, "That's disappointing. I think that one's in here somewhere..." She twists the cone, eyes narrowing like she might be able to spot labels on them if she looks close enough. "Is it the orange one?"
Whether or not it is, she devours another bite, having to breath around the extreme cold of it as she watches the girl deposit some of her shaved ice across the ground. Swallowing, she gasps. "Oh! Fun!"
Locking onto a pair of birds, she searches for that glimmering sheen of the bond and compels them forward with a silent command of 'Come.' She giggles as she watches them hop forward on their tiny bird feet to stand in front of the girls. When they stop where she wants them to, Nova gives them a small smirk and sends down the bond, 'Open your mouths.'
Like two chicks waiting for food from their moms, they tilt their heads back and open their beaks so that the pieces of ice and syrup Nova drops from her fingers land perfectly in their mouths. For a moment, they just sit there, the ice melting onto their tongues as they watch and wait for the next command while the young hybrid takes another bite of her sno-cone. It's only after another few seconds that she realizes her mistake, blinking with surprise as she releases them to enjoy the snack without her influence. Their beaks snap closed, their heads bobbing as they swallow the treat they'd been forced to eat.
The question sparks another bite, her head tilting for no more than a second before she gives a confirming bob of her head. "Like a rainbow! Wanna try?" She offers out the cone for the young girl's consumption if she wishes, blue eyes shimmering like a world of possibilities and expectant approval.
Not in the least bit bothered by the company, Nova leans forward to look at the girl's ice, faintly recalling the various flavors she lists - particularly the tiger's blood, although she's quick to reassure that it's not actual blood. Pursing her newly stained lips, she says, "That's disappointing. I think that one's in here somewhere..." She twists the cone, eyes narrowing like she might be able to spot labels on them if she looks close enough. "Is it the orange one?"
Whether or not it is, she devours another bite, having to breath around the extreme cold of it as she watches the girl deposit some of her shaved ice across the ground. Swallowing, she gasps. "Oh! Fun!"
Locking onto a pair of birds, she searches for that glimmering sheen of the bond and compels them forward with a silent command of 'Come.' She giggles as she watches them hop forward on their tiny bird feet to stand in front of the girls. When they stop where she wants them to, Nova gives them a small smirk and sends down the bond, 'Open your mouths.'
Like two chicks waiting for food from their moms, they tilt their heads back and open their beaks so that the pieces of ice and syrup Nova drops from her fingers land perfectly in their mouths. For a moment, they just sit there, the ice melting onto their tongues as they watch and wait for the next command while the young hybrid takes another bite of her sno-cone. It's only after another few seconds that she realizes her mistake, blinking with surprise as she releases them to enjoy the snack without her influence. Their beaks snap closed, their heads bobbing as they swallow the treat they'd been forced to eat.
The dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
Really do come true
