#novaesce

It was a simple glimpse of ivory locks that caught Shiro’s attention and, no matter how many times he’d passed someone with such spectral tresses since his relocation to this peculiar place, he couldn’t help falling victim to nostalgia. His heart leapt into his throat and just for a moment he hoped...

“A ... llura?” He whispered while squinting into the crowd.

If there's one thing he's interested in, it's how people can use leaves to play music. He uses his hands to whistle, generally, but he places the leaf in the position on his lips, and his practice thus far seems to pay off as he's able to whistle a kind of tune. He's fond of it, fond of the feeling and the sound in particular.

When he hears approaching footsteps, his position where it is might be in the way, even if it doesn't bug him that much. He pulls himself up to change his position to sitting on the branch, but continues the song.

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in HOUSE 155!

You’ll be able to shapeshift for 20 minutes a day!

You’ll be given a stick with a pointy end!

Enjoy your stay!