Elara had gotten up and dress rather early. She had a plan to see Camomile today and Soliel was coming with her. She has a feeling the tongue sun model hasn't had a proper checkup in a long time. She went and woke Soliel. She had some clean clothes for them too.

Soliel... sweet star, time to get up. You and I have an appointment today

Elara was dressed in a simple white sundress with a green flower print and thin ribbons tied into bows for straps and flowy skirt that reached just beneath her knees

I genuinely have the opportunity to do the funniest shit. Get ahead of the curve, if you will.

My scary babygirl who has very little relevance other than the fact I love her. She was made for a long-disbanded roleplay but still claws her way out of quarantine every so often.

Her story in brief... She would've been the heir of her colony if her father hadn't been deposed. Then, after her mother is drowned for dissent against the new regime, she plots the leader's downfall and eventually kills him. Not through careful planning, but a bloody fight that's goes for so long that it disturbs and alienates her from both colony and her sibling.