fire | kit & veritty
Kit was shifting a little sheepishly as she tucked her pink hair behind her ear. The dragon walked through the hall, the spring break dress code made the petite woman a little nervous. As she walked into the courtyard looking for a place to sketch quietly to herself she spotted as shocking shade of red hair. Her dark eyes widened for a moment as she blinked at the color. It was so vivid and pretty. And then her eyes drifted to the woman’s face, and her delicate features. It took her a moment to register she was staring. She gulped feeling the lump in her throat. She saw no collar around her throat. She knew it was risky, she didn’t know the mistress. Who knew if she was a cruel or kind one. But Kit clutched her sketch pad closer too her chest. She took a deep breath and with a firm nod of her head wandered over to the woman.
“U-Um....excuse me?” She managed to speak in a small timid voice. She kept her head ducked trying to be careful. “W-would it be okay if I um...would you mind if I maybe sketched you miss?” She asked lifting her dark yes only a moment to gage her reaction. @witchyveritty