4/25/2025, 3:11 AM
skills;
notes;
It was easy; perhaps too easy in the way Eidola's mind was tangled within itself for someone to come upon her and her not realize it. When the shimmer of movement caught her eyes she startled, entire body hitching and recoiling, heartrate rising in her chest for a moment as her gaze lifted to find a set of crimson pools upon her. The red was unlike something she had seen before, piercing and sharp. Like the red that covered her mothers fur the day Gamma had died. She looked over her shoulder, dark ears flat considering her options to slip away ─ but the other was upon her in a moment. The silence in which she moved a stark contrast to Eidola's youthful clumsiness.
So instead she held her breath, the tension growing within her own body. But what of all things did the other present ─ but a feather. The young girl watched with a new found wonder and questioned if her company was truly here, was she like herself; could she touch her? Or was she a figment of Ait Eile; of her own mind.
She only looked for a while, before she slowly eventually unraveled herself. Every motion was careful, soft and delicate like the feather drifting to the earth she approached with an innate caution. Pausing while there was still space between them, ❝ ...where did you come from? ❞ maybe she wasn't crazy.
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