in bloom [seasonal event!]

R E X A N N A golden child, lion girl — tell me what it’s like to conquer. Perhaps she had come off a bit brash to Amalia and tried to recover as quickly as possible. She was still fairly new here, trying to understand the locals and their rituals – honestly not trying to offend in any way like what had happened at the Festival. She recalled Wessex’s voice cutting across the crowd and cringed internally as she clutched her quill and paper. Luckily for her, despite the rocky beginnings, Amalia was kind enough to offer some information. The Luxere, for instance, liked singing. Though Rexanna wasn’t much of a singer, she could at least try. Though the second part of what Amalia said made her huff a quiet sigh of relief. Treats. She could at least do that one. She brought back out her pen and under Luxere, she underlined the creatures name and put bullet points next to it mentioning singing and treats. Then underneath it all, she wrote to soundproof her home and to hide the meat but she didn’t entirely know what to soundproof with. Her head tilted back to the woman with a grateful smile. “What do I need to use to soundproof, if you don’t mind?” She questioned with a tilt of her head, her voice remaining that purring and sultry tone though it didn’t reflect in her eyes. But then she gestured to the bags of grain the woman was carrying with her eyebrows raised slightly in reference to her previous question, wondering if perhaps she needed help with them. It was the least she could do with all the information Amalia had given her. fearless child, broken girl — tell me what it’s like to burn.