❀ [ thenotorioushowl]
Wind tossed the silky smooth black strands away from the wizards face as he glided through the air. Manipulating gravity had never been a problem for Howl, even without his transformation. Flying was something he thoroughly enjoyed, and a main influence on the new functions of his castle. He watched from above as a small silver-haired figure on his balcony close a textbook in frustration. Howl chuckled as he swooped down silently behind the poor girl.
”Hello Darling. Are the flowers giving you trouble?”
He waved his hand over some nearby plant-life and a few more beautifully colorful flowers sprouted up instantaneously.
Unaware of the man descending from the skies, Sophie gasped in fright at the sound of Howl's voice, turning to look at the mischievous wizard. A hand came to rest over her heart, the organ beating violently, almost painfully in her chest. She never knew when to expect him home.
"Y-You scared me, Howl!" She stated, a flush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. A smile overcame her however as the flowers bloomed in the sunlight, the waxy complexions practically glowing. Reds, yellows, and purples contrasting with the almost unnaturally green grass growing. Flowers of love and friendship, as the book had put it. Customers wanted a flower with a meaning, and Sophie often found herself gathering the red roses, carnations, and gardenias at the request of her male customers.
"I didn't expect you home so soon." She sighed, standing and dusting the dirt off her dress. "I was going to do some cleaning." She wondered if he would pale at the word, and found herself quite hoping he would. It was always a pleasure to see the notorious "Horrible Howl" slither out of the house in fear, for Sophie became the scariest witch in Market Chipping when a broom was in her hand.
