COLT
The earth is harder than usual given the season they're in, and a stark contrast to last year's muddy reign. She prefers this need to carve out the flowers though over the slop of last spring, least of all everything else that came with it.
Angling her trowel down and carving out a circle of motion around the blue flower, she tilts the handle until her knuckles kiss the ground and gently pops the flower and its root ball free. With her other hand, she gingerly places it into the leather pouch at her side. As she drives the metal tool into the dirt around a yellow flower, Thorn's careful answer starts to drift over, and his laugh finally lends her pause as she shoots him a curious look. He sounds almost shy about it, and that's as far from the Thorn she knows as she could imagine, having already seen him angry once at least.
The explanation he finally shakes loose has her brows vanishing into her hat and her mouth popping open with the sheer surprise and violent delight. "No you did not!?" she demands, slapping down her palm on the ground as she leans in on her arm and gawks at him. Except he continues, and Colt pops up into something straighter over the fold of her kneel and instead clasps both sides of her face with her hands, not minding the dust that scrapes there like dark blush.
"THORN!!" He's not close enough to smack her affection into him so she has to depend on her voice to do the trick. "Gods, finally. The adorable little rivalry you two have had going for soooo long was driving me up a wall." It's quite astonishing too, really. She doesn't know many who can hold out against Thorn's charms so well, not once he really lays them on. Although maybe it'd been the change up to antagonization that'd finally done the trick.
"Tell me everything."
Angling her trowel down and carving out a circle of motion around the blue flower, she tilts the handle until her knuckles kiss the ground and gently pops the flower and its root ball free. With her other hand, she gingerly places it into the leather pouch at her side. As she drives the metal tool into the dirt around a yellow flower, Thorn's careful answer starts to drift over, and his laugh finally lends her pause as she shoots him a curious look. He sounds almost shy about it, and that's as far from the Thorn she knows as she could imagine, having already seen him angry once at least.
The explanation he finally shakes loose has her brows vanishing into her hat and her mouth popping open with the sheer surprise and violent delight. "No you did not!?" she demands, slapping down her palm on the ground as she leans in on her arm and gawks at him. Except he continues, and Colt pops up into something straighter over the fold of her kneel and instead clasps both sides of her face with her hands, not minding the dust that scrapes there like dark blush.
"THORN!!" He's not close enough to smack her affection into him so she has to depend on her voice to do the trick. "Gods, finally. The adorable little rivalry you two have had going for soooo long was driving me up a wall." It's quite astonishing too, really. She doesn't know many who can hold out against Thorn's charms so well, not once he really lays them on. Although maybe it'd been the change up to antagonization that'd finally done the trick.
"Tell me everything."
Baby, don't fall for me, I'll tell you right now
You're gonna hate me when we hit the ground
Think you're gonna fix me, think we're making progress
You'll be broken with me somewhere in the process
You're gonna hate me when we hit the ground
Think you're gonna fix me, think we're making progress
You'll be broken with me somewhere in the process
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.
