04-02-2020, 09:30 AM
Not being the most observant girl, she did not notice the boy right away; flying passed him in a streak of teal and gold. It’s not until the commotion of him tossing himself ass over tea kettle that her attention is on him. At first a laugh bursts forth from her chest, from an unhinged jaw, joy lighting her bright glass-blue eyes. She suppresses that quickly enough as he rises, straightening all those legs, miles of legs, and greeting her properly. She closes the gap with a light little trot, smiling, some from the leftover giggles at his tumble and some just because she’s glad to see such a beautiful specimen of a boy before her, and compromised.
“Hey there tumbles,” the giggles are still present, but fade with a small frown to replace them as to looks down at his bloodied knee. “I am from here, are you?” And without ceremony, or permission for that matter, she touches her lips to his scraped knee to heal it. If he does not pull away, it will work and there will be only a little scar leftover. “I’m Fen.”
@[Alcinder] ❤️