blue feather jordan/forge please
Rejection: “Heh, A feather? What is this for? I don’t really use mixed media in my art Forge, but I appreciate the thought, thanks!” He smiled warmly and accepted the gift, turning back to his easel.
Acception: “F-Forge?” He blinked in surprise as the fire spirit held out the blue feather, eyes flicking down to the feather and back to the other a few times as if it was hard for him to wrap his head around the sudden proposal. “You... You know what this is implying right? You aren’t just giving me some pretty feather you picked up while you were out?”
He ran a hand through his hair, quickly growing flustered. “I’m not the greatest at figuring out what to say but... Yes. If this is really what you want then, I’d love to marry you.”










