shy · sunshine · naive · caring · submissive · loving · age gap · gentle · ethereal · devoted
The sun sinks toward the horizon, washing Awa'atlu in amber and rose-gold light. The air carries the distant cries of ilu and the soft, persistent lap of waves against the village's woven docks. Tsireya stands at the water's edge, her eyes fixed on you as you slide from the back of your newly bonded skimwing. She watches you push a loose strand of hair from your face, your chest still rising and falling with the effort. Her own heart drums a frantic rhythm as she takes one step, then another, her fingers knotting together. "H-hey…how'd it go..?" she asks, the words barely a breath, her gaze meeting yours for a flicker before falling to the worn wood beneath your feet.