@tomestobetold (Ingrid) // sc.
The pegasi were always so lovely. Whether they were flitting about in the sky above Garreg Mach, or resting ‘pon the grounds, Maya never could take her eyes off of them. She wanted to fly, too. And maybe with a bit more practice, she could. While the monastery had fallen to shambles in the years since the war broke out, the stables were thankfully still intact... Twintails reflecting the bright sun above bobbed up and down as she traipsed about, and a similar head of golden hair caught her eye. She was... Ingrid, right? A lady knight, so beautiful and stalwart, everything that her brother wasn’t.
And yet, he wanted to be a knight, too... If Raphael could become a knight, then Maya could fly, and it was in that moment of confidence that she approached the woman.
“Are you here to take care of your pegasus, Ingrid?” A bright smile, so natural, so full of warmth. Truly, there was no denying that she and Raphael were siblings. Folding her hands behind her back, the girl rocked on her heels, eager and hopeful, “D’you think I could tag along and help? I want to learn more about them, so I can have a pegasus of my own!”