01-29-2018, 01:45 AM
Valensia
She had been working on her landing, and diving today, but things kinda sorta got carried away and she ended up away from the family’s little island. Father would probably not be happy when he found her wandering around outside of their cozy home, but heading back to face the music is something that she is dragging her feet over. Even if its starting to get dark, she wants something to show them. At least if she is being productive, then maybe the lecture won’t be so bad.
She COULD just fly straight home and have it over with, but she chooses to take a well-worn path that meanders through Tephra instead hoping to use the excuse that she was to tired from practicing to hurry her little fuzzy butt home. Just as she thinks that maybe it would be better to hurry along, a boy with wings begins to walk towards her.
She perks up a little with the prospect of meeting someone else who can fly; but as always, the girl keeps a demur posture upon first introductions. In a quiet voice, Hello, I’m Valensia, she looks up into his eyes, her own honeyed ones searching for a reaction, wondering what would happen. Her life seems to be surrounded by boys, and she feels quite comfortable as an only female, in fact she worries a little bit about meeting another girl. She likes the special treatment, and often times finds herself looking for more. If another girl comes along, what if she takes some of that attention from Val?
The black roan coat gleams against the last rays of sun, all three of the siblings have a vanity problem, and usually end up keeping each other’s coats and hair detangled and shining. Other people might see it as strange or spoiled, but to her it was just an expression of a very affectionate family. Plus its great for keeping her appearance nice and flashy.
She COULD just fly straight home and have it over with, but she chooses to take a well-worn path that meanders through Tephra instead hoping to use the excuse that she was to tired from practicing to hurry her little fuzzy butt home. Just as she thinks that maybe it would be better to hurry along, a boy with wings begins to walk towards her.
She perks up a little with the prospect of meeting someone else who can fly; but as always, the girl keeps a demur posture upon first introductions. In a quiet voice, Hello, I’m Valensia, she looks up into his eyes, her own honeyed ones searching for a reaction, wondering what would happen. Her life seems to be surrounded by boys, and she feels quite comfortable as an only female, in fact she worries a little bit about meeting another girl. She likes the special treatment, and often times finds herself looking for more. If another girl comes along, what if she takes some of that attention from Val?
The black roan coat gleams against the last rays of sun, all three of the siblings have a vanity problem, and usually end up keeping each other’s coats and hair detangled and shining. Other people might see it as strange or spoiled, but to her it was just an expression of a very affectionate family. Plus its great for keeping her appearance nice and flashy.
“And there was you - your fair self,
always delicately dressed,
with white firm fingers sure of touch
in delicate true work.
I loved you then.”
- Charlotte Gilman
@[Kryptic]