05-20-2018, 04:09 PM
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Sekai was the first arrival, and Beatrice offered the girl a nod in greeting. The red heeler noted the girl's smile: equal parts anguish and solace. Bittersweet feelings were nothing knew to Bea, and she couldn't help but wonder what was causing the lioness to feel this way. As she didn't know Sekai all too well, she didn't exactly care. No, but she was full of wonder at the younger femme's emotions. [b]"All kinds," was her answer as she began selecting new flowers for her next crown. She picked up a few yellow daffodils (she was still shocked she had managed to find these, for she thought they were all be dead) and began to slowly and easily weave them together. After this, she grabbed a couple of pieces of purple larkspur and added it in. "Why don't you take the one made of morning glory? It's that pale blue one right there," she added, nodding to the crown she had spoken of.
Greed arrived next, and she was most pleased to see him there. She let a smile fall onto her features as she spoke. Greed always seemed to tough what with his toothy grins and dark sunglasses. To see him ruffling through her crowns of flowers was amusing and, admittedly, a nice change of pace.
"Greed, show me which one'll choose," she asked, not removing her dark honey eyes from her work. She hoped he would take the crown of violets. The dark purple would show up nicely against his coal-black fur. It would be a very pleasing color combination, just like Sekai's brown fur and her pale blue crown.
[glow=black,10,100]YOUR EYES ARE A THOUSAND TIMES DEEPER THAN THE SKY[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]AND I AM A TINY STAR, FALLING FOR ALL TIME
beatrice | grounded | sage | the typhoon