Anel, Hilde, and Percival snoozing off the afternoon.
The sun was still high up in the sky with the heat partially blanketed by thin scattered clouds, but the breeze under the shade were cold enough for them to ignore the sweat beneath their napes.
In fact, this is the perfect time for a nap, Anel mused; and raised a brow when Percival noncommittally hummed in contemplation and took his words to practice mere minutes after settling down near the stream.
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A quick illus after burnout brought by film prod - I quite like how this turned out, honestly!














