#k(a); threads

[qtpie-kyouhei-blog]

@queenharumiura

It wasn’t uncommon that Kyouhei ran into his own kind. Not that Fae dragons were common, or that he lived in an area where they were plentiful, but he wasn’t one to shy away from signs of dragon life, and he could spot them easily, so he had no reason to avoid places.

Still, running into one while disguised as a human wasn’t... ideal? He’d only done it to climb over some rocks - just for the experience - and now he was face to face with a cute lil’ Fae!

      “Hello there!” He chirps, bouncing back so as not to seem intimidating to the smaller creature. “Didn’t mean to intrude in this form, I figured nothing would be around for a while yet. How are you doing?”

[qtpie-kyouhei-blog]

@preciousfae

Working up to having plants in his dorm was emotionally trying. This put him in charge of an actual living thing, something that needed to be constantly cared for and supported, things he had no experience in.

His childhood homes usually lacked a garden, and when they did miraculously contain one it was cared for by someone else, someone who did not appreciate him trying to nose his way into the process.

So it made sense to introduce himself to having plants around before having living plants around? Or something along those lines.

Sweating slightly due to lurking outside of Petit Petales for so long, Kyouhei entered the extravagant flower shop, eyes bulging out of their sockets at the amount of flowers and the quality of each type.