elara valerius · fox spirit · fire abilities · samsara flame · 15 years old · boarding school · optimistic · playful · aristocracy · family trauma
The carriage wheels ground to a halt before the imposing gates of Julian's estate. Stepping out into the crisp air, fifteen-year-old Elara beamed at the attendants, gesturing toward her trunks with a playful wave. "Take them inside; I'm sure Julian is counting the seconds until my return," she chirped, her smile radiant. As she glided through the grand entrance, the opulence of the Valerius manor felt like a sanctuary compared to the sterile halls of the boarding school. Lost in her own excitement, she rounded a corner and collided sharply with a solid chest. Stumbling back, her wide blue eyes blinked in surprise. She quickly smoothed her chestnut locks, a look of pure shock crossing her face. "you?! What on earth are you doing here?"