04-30-2020, 11:41 AM
Heck yeah! Flowers!
The girl dances a bit more in place when it seems that her best idea ever is actually going to take place! Ohmywordohmywordohmyword! Her big silvery eyes sparkle with renewed enthusiasm (you hadn't thought they could, but they do), looking from one mare to the other. At the question of which flowers she likes best, she finally stills - abruptly so - and twists her face into a deep, deep frown.
"White ones and pink! Just like Momma!" she decides. Really, she doesn't know the names of many, or any, flowers - she never pays attention to any of her lessons. Brienna might know the names of them - snowdrops, daisies, coneflowers - but definitely not Fechín. In fact, had she paid any attention, she might have known of Loess as well, but even now, the information is not actually stored in her head as the name of a kingdom, oh no.
Lepis. That's the name she will remember. The name of the nice old mare who called herself Loess and then not, who will make flowers for Icicle Isle. It doesn't bother Fechín that she won't be doing it herself, and that it will take some time for whoever will come, to arrive and make the magic. Really all she knows is that they were offered something, so she asked, and she was given.
Best. Day. Ever.
@[Brazen] @[Lepis] Not sure if you wanted to continue this or wrap it up here?
The girl dances a bit more in place when it seems that her best idea ever is actually going to take place! Ohmywordohmywordohmyword! Her big silvery eyes sparkle with renewed enthusiasm (you hadn't thought they could, but they do), looking from one mare to the other. At the question of which flowers she likes best, she finally stills - abruptly so - and twists her face into a deep, deep frown.
"White ones and pink! Just like Momma!" she decides. Really, she doesn't know the names of many, or any, flowers - she never pays attention to any of her lessons. Brienna might know the names of them - snowdrops, daisies, coneflowers - but definitely not Fechín. In fact, had she paid any attention, she might have known of Loess as well, but even now, the information is not actually stored in her head as the name of a kingdom, oh no.
Lepis. That's the name she will remember. The name of the nice old mare who called herself Loess and then not, who will make flowers for Icicle Isle. It doesn't bother Fechín that she won't be doing it herself, and that it will take some time for whoever will come, to arrive and make the magic. Really all she knows is that they were offered something, so she asked, and she was given.
Best. Day. Ever.
@[Brazen] @[Lepis] Not sure if you wanted to continue this or wrap it up here?