09-14-2021, 08:01 AM
Helion had thought it was just him and the snow, but a voice behind him quickly brings him back into reality and he jumps a little where he stands - those shiny gold wings of his flaring out even more before he carefully folds them and laughs softly, as much at himself as her words. “It’s bound to happen once, right? This is a pretty weird place, maybe the snow is sentient sometimes.” Stranger things have certainly happened.
Though he’d certainly feel bad about the flakes he’s caught in his mouth if that were ever true...
He then finally turns around to greet Isere properly, his grin brightening into obvious delight as Helion’s wide silver eyes take in the glowing girl. “I’m Helion.” And then right on the heels of what manners he remembers “Are you a sun too?” He had to admit that she looked more the part than he did. Which was not necessarily a bad thing - it was much harder to admire your own beauty than it was that of someone else.
He tilts his horned head to the side, regarding her, and that delight just cannot seem to fade. Not even when he notices snow start to collect in her luminescent mane or feel the patter that means some are melting against his warm skin.
Helion looks up for a brief moment, humour working its way into his already bright voice. “If you are, I bet if the two of us thought really hard, or asked very nicely, the snow would stop.”
Though he’d certainly feel bad about the flakes he’s caught in his mouth if that were ever true...
He then finally turns around to greet Isere properly, his grin brightening into obvious delight as Helion’s wide silver eyes take in the glowing girl. “I’m Helion.” And then right on the heels of what manners he remembers “Are you a sun too?” He had to admit that she looked more the part than he did. Which was not necessarily a bad thing - it was much harder to admire your own beauty than it was that of someone else.
He tilts his horned head to the side, regarding her, and that delight just cannot seem to fade. Not even when he notices snow start to collect in her luminescent mane or feel the patter that means some are melting against his warm skin.
Helion looks up for a brief moment, humour working its way into his already bright voice. “If you are, I bet if the two of us thought really hard, or asked very nicely, the snow would stop.”
@isere