Apr 15, 2019
@wingwaltz
the priestess folds her hands in front of her delicately. green and blue eyes land themselves on the figure before her ( familiar, but not too much yet -- ) and she softens her lips into a pleasant smile. narmaya flitters around her like the butterflies she so encapsulates and loves, bold and bright and endearingly beautiful. yuna always finds herself feeling rather plain when she stands next to her-- and is in turn reminded that narmaya herself does not care. indeed, the way she dotes leaves yuna feeling extremely b a s h f u l.
but it endears her all the same.
❛ good morning, my friend. are we ready for the road? ❜