WINTAH BABEH :3
My muse can’t reach the top of the tree and needs your muse’s help to decorate the tree.
Vanille huffed in good natured frustration at the girl near to her, one she recognised from a few days ago. Her height may have been cute to some - Fang always commented so, but Vanille had a sneaky suspicion that the huntress only said that to placate her - but she just found it a nuisance. The pretty tree stood half decorated and all sad looking between them, a star in the little l’cie’s hand.
“‘It’s jus’ not fair being this small sometimes.” she said shaking her head towards her companion, her coral hair swishing limply with the motion.







