Seraphina
the artificer
There is no shifting back for the demi-god, but Seraphina doesn’t mind. She greets the starwhale warmly, Levi fluttering by to play with the whale and offer puffs of air that swirl the starlight around while the Artificer focuses on the leopardess. A mrrow of greeting is given and Sera takes it as an opportunity to slip into her space granted by the other woman, to sit along the rocks and look out at the waves that crash far far far below.
She leans back on her hands, letting the stormy wind pick up her dark hair and whip it around, letting the silence overcome them momentarily before a rumble of thunder is heard off in the distance. “Have you settled in?” She asks quietly, casting her dark gaze over toward the Archangel, hoping with all of her heart that the demigoddess found it acceptable, just as wonderful as Sera did too.
She leans back on her hands, letting the stormy wind pick up her dark hair and whip it around, letting the silence overcome them momentarily before a rumble of thunder is heard off in the distance. “Have you settled in?” She asks quietly, casting her dark gaze over toward the Archangel, hoping with all of her heart that the demigoddess found it acceptable, just as wonderful as Sera did too.
stitch it together kid, i know you know better
