@heavenscrow said: " Helsa mind helping me out? Wing maintenance is pain in a half. " Lute to Helsa holding out small ornate brush with special bristles for her to take while also spreading out her wings. say after five years of knowing each other?
"Y'know, it's not like I'm that obsessed with your wings anymore." And yet, she already has her hand out, palm up, waiting for Lute to press the brush into it. It's reminiscent of high school days, helping her cheer squad members with their hair in the locker rooms, always available because hers was never an issue.
Hellsa didn't mind then and she certainly doesn't now, not when it's someone she likes so much more, not when it's a rare chance to provide help that doesn't require baring her teeth or spitting cruel words like venom. Here and now her touch is just as exacting as ever but soft, gentle in a way she usually doesn't care to be.
It's a nice change of pace.
