do not fear the dark, wolf cub, for when the sun leaves the world,
She gives him a small girlish nod to his thanks. “It was the least I could do, I thought.” She muses quietly, gaze flickering along the ground for leaves that might suit what he needs. As for how the guild is going? Well, good. “It’s good.” She says quietly. “I offered to help Loren and Peter go explore Halo for mage glass for the Warden.” A quiet thought, unsure if they’d find monsters along the way – but it was something, something to do and help with, something aligning it.
But she’s colliding with him now, in all her excitement and happiness and pride, hugging and keeping him tight, despite his guarded nature, she can feel it through the attuned bond that connects them. I’ll make a cake! She declares, knowing it’ll be nothing like Amalia’s cakes, but perhaps the Shield might appreciate the effort that went into it regardless. But she settles herself enough, pulling herself back to his side as Auni sniffs at more leaves along the ground with Zuriel, and Kiada’s gaze flits back to the trees above them, squinting and absolutely happy for the two of them.
“Also…” She trails off, uncertain how to bring it up. “I met a man named Harper.” She keeps her head focused up in the trees, unable to look at him, unable to hide the slight crimson blush to her cheeks. She doesn’t know what to expect from him, if he’ll even respond to it, but the awkwardness is coated on her end of the bond, her uncertainty that she accidently sends over to him.
But she’s colliding with him now, in all her excitement and happiness and pride, hugging and keeping him tight, despite his guarded nature, she can feel it through the attuned bond that connects them. I’ll make a cake! She declares, knowing it’ll be nothing like Amalia’s cakes, but perhaps the Shield might appreciate the effort that went into it regardless. But she settles herself enough, pulling herself back to his side as Auni sniffs at more leaves along the ground with Zuriel, and Kiada’s gaze flits back to the trees above them, squinting and absolutely happy for the two of them.
“Also…” She trails off, uncertain how to bring it up. “I met a man named Harper.” She keeps her head focused up in the trees, unable to look at him, unable to hide the slight crimson blush to her cheeks. She doesn’t know what to expect from him, if he’ll even respond to it, but the awkwardness is coated on her end of the bond, her uncertainty that she accidently sends over to him.
the world fears you
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
