05-07-2024, 11:49 AM
Though Zohariel has no issues with daylight in theory, the nature of her gifts certainly create a bias towards the night. Enough that she does her best to only socialize in the moon’s hours - when she’s more awake, more energized. And lately there seems to be more energy around Beqanna as well - an intoxicating hum that is speaking cautious promises of life. She enjoys seeing the foals again this last year or two, though there does not seem to be as many as there had in previous years, and she is looking forward to spring and the sound of bright laughter once again.
Tonight it is still cold, however, and she is wandering in search of a distraction.
She remembers that there is a pond somewhere nearby, and wonders if it’s frozen over - she loves to send starlight shapes dancing across icy surfaces in plays and ballets. For her own entertainment, if nothing else.
But someone else is moving down the route she begins to head up and she stops - noticing his limp but it is the smile that encourages her to call out instead of moving out of the way. “Hello!” And then, because even though speaking to someone would be better than her other plans, her mind is still half filled with stardust so she asks, peering over him - “Is there a pond back that way?”
Tonight it is still cold, however, and she is wandering in search of a distraction.
She remembers that there is a pond somewhere nearby, and wonders if it’s frozen over - she loves to send starlight shapes dancing across icy surfaces in plays and ballets. For her own entertainment, if nothing else.
But someone else is moving down the route she begins to head up and she stops - noticing his limp but it is the smile that encourages her to call out instead of moving out of the way. “Hello!” And then, because even though speaking to someone would be better than her other plans, her mind is still half filled with stardust so she asks, peering over him - “Is there a pond back that way?”
@Ruhr