Safrin
Her laughter is like a spring fountain, bubbly and effervescent. One of her eyes closes in a sultry wink to see the accepted so flustered, and it only endears the girl more to Safrin's heart. Those who preen beneath compliments might share Safrin's vanity, but the goddess is fickle when she feels outshined.
"What I wish for you," The goddess begins, reaching out the palms of her hands to softly cup Arialla's cheeks. "-is to see you blossom. There is so much more in you than you're ever aware of. And if you let me, if you trust me, I can help show you all of that. " Her thumbs softly stroke the girl's skin as her galactic gaze scan her face. The would-be adventurer is free to say no, free to pull away and chose another path, though it's clear from Safrin's slow smile that the goddess is earnest in her offer.
"What I wish for you," The goddess begins, reaching out the palms of her hands to softly cup Arialla's cheeks. "-is to see you blossom. There is so much more in you than you're ever aware of. And if you let me, if you trust me, I can help show you all of that. " Her thumbs softly stroke the girl's skin as her galactic gaze scan her face. The would-be adventurer is free to say no, free to pull away and chose another path, though it's clear from Safrin's slow smile that the goddess is earnest in her offer.
