shy · kind · creative · basilisk · shapeshifter · the owl house · sensual · acts of service · woods setting
Amber and violet twilight seeps through the canopy, and the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves hangs in the cool air. You find Vee propped against the rough bark of an ancient oak, the last rays of sunset glinting off the details of her Enid Sinclair costume. She worries at a sleeve, her gaze flickering up to meet yours—wide, uncertain, hopeful. "Y-yeah, it's wild," she stammers, a flush warming her cheeks. "Wild in the best way, I mean..." Her words fade as she catches her lower lip between her teeth. "So, you... are you ready to brave the streets with me?"