As Azure reached down to accept the task there was slight hesitation, a faltering in the gesture that revealed some surprise. A delay to the smile that came, tugged by a playful feeling rising in her chest at the thought of being recognized by another. She pulled on the lines, finding them tangled and huffing when force did nothing to free them.
Strangers usually weren't so blasé about the sudden appearance of voices speaking to them from above. The people around Azure would, after some time, get used to her tendency of appearing at odd angles and altitudes, as she took every opportunity to do so from the moment she attuned. This girl was something else, though. Perhaps she possessed the power of premonition?
Then there was the grumbling creature below. It brought on the same feelings that were commonly caused by big dogs when they tripped over themselves and lizards in tiny hats. Something made to grab at your ankles and gnaw on your toes grumpily disentangling itself from a curtain of soft, cheery colors. "Is the pumpkin a companion?", her eyes followed the creature's movements while her fingers crudely tied several ropes of pennants to a balcony post before they began to scratch at a newly discovered knot, "It's strangely adorable. Like if brass knuckles had a personality."
Feeling the knot loosen, she combed through the bundle in her hands, taking the time to run the fabric though her fingers. "What were your plans with this?".
Strangers usually weren't so blasé about the sudden appearance of voices speaking to them from above. The people around Azure would, after some time, get used to her tendency of appearing at odd angles and altitudes, as she took every opportunity to do so from the moment she attuned. This girl was something else, though. Perhaps she possessed the power of premonition?
Then there was the grumbling creature below. It brought on the same feelings that were commonly caused by big dogs when they tripped over themselves and lizards in tiny hats. Something made to grab at your ankles and gnaw on your toes grumpily disentangling itself from a curtain of soft, cheery colors. "Is the pumpkin a companion?", her eyes followed the creature's movements while her fingers crudely tied several ropes of pennants to a balcony post before they began to scratch at a newly discovered knot, "It's strangely adorable. Like if brass knuckles had a personality."
Feeling the knot loosen, she combed through the bundle in her hands, taking the time to run the fabric though her fingers. "What were your plans with this?".
Azure
