Safrin
The owl blinks at the sound of her name though gives no other indication she's heard him. Intelligent as she is, there's no need for obvious head-tilting or hooting for Finn to know he's got it right. Safrin just said as much, after all. Soon the pair will muddle through the awkwardness and Finn will understand her tells for when she wants to be carried and where and how she likes to be touched. For now she simply stares up at him with eyes of unspeakable depth and beauty.
"Sometimes they are." Safrin says with a nod. "But always are they necessary." She adds, before giving the music-man a final nod. "Until we meet again." The goddess all but whispers, and soon she vanishes just as silently as she came, whispering back into the night.
~FINn dont' fuck this up.
"Sometimes they are." Safrin says with a nod. "But always are they necessary." She adds, before giving the music-man a final nod. "Until we meet again." The goddess all but whispers, and soon she vanishes just as silently as she came, whispering back into the night.
~FINn dont' fuck this up.
