Hotaru
It takes longer than planned for the sun to set, reluctant in its cradle with summer’s long days to sustain it, but it sweeps over them in time. Between cat naps (heh) and conversation, the time is easily enough whiled away, and the temperature never dips below the forest’s nigh-tropical warmth.
Talyson’s goggles are awarded a curious inspection of bi-colored eyes, whose slits reappear to aid with her own night vision. “They are called mountain lions or cougars. Very large, shaped like sea panthers, but with gold and brown coats. They are tree predators like most cats - they stalk from above - but are large enough to do ground takedowns too.” Which is the only hint he will receive from her, magic already reaching out to the world at large, plucking and beckoning on invisible strings for one of her soul-shapes to come to them. Meanwhile, Hotaru transforms her ears to golden peaks that nestle within her bright hair, allowing her to hear when the predator approaches from a distance. Her face gives nothing away, watching Talyson instead with a clear curiosity.
Talyson’s goggles are awarded a curious inspection of bi-colored eyes, whose slits reappear to aid with her own night vision. “They are called mountain lions or cougars. Very large, shaped like sea panthers, but with gold and brown coats. They are tree predators like most cats - they stalk from above - but are large enough to do ground takedowns too.” Which is the only hint he will receive from her, magic already reaching out to the world at large, plucking and beckoning on invisible strings for one of her soul-shapes to come to them. Meanwhile, Hotaru transforms her ears to golden peaks that nestle within her bright hair, allowing her to hear when the predator approaches from a distance. Her face gives nothing away, watching Talyson instead with a clear curiosity.
a princess with lips made of glass
and a voice cut from steel
and a voice cut from steel
