#shadowqueens

@shadowqueens

It was surprisingly rare, in his experience, to find someone that didn’t feel the need to fill silences, who didn’t make the air crackle with unspoken emotion, and who didn’t display loud body language or unnecessary movement. Zilla’s presence, he’d decided, was okay by him. She was quiet. Peaceful. In fact, neither of them had spoken a word in quite some time and it was hardly noticeable, certainly not uncomfortable.

He rested with his arms folded and his eyes closed, mind playing a familiar game of visualising his surroundings as he enjoyed the light breeze around them. Raven Tail. An interesting guild. While he wasn’t entirely sure why the council had placed him there for the time being, he found it made a rather nice change from the usual guild he was forced to integrate himself with, Sabertooth. He contemplated their differences, and the potential meanings behind his presence here now, but such thoughts paused as his current companion spoke up.

While part of her education up until that had point had included a certain degree of ‘expect the unexpected’, Kagura did not expect to see a squirrel in her sister’s room. Eyes wide for a moment, she then quickly moved inside the room with Zilla and shut the door behind them. Excitement skipped in her chest, eyes sparking as they found the fluffy little creature. How adorable.

At Zilla’s words, their eyes met, and a frown passed over Kagura’s features, hesitation. Their father would unlikely be impressed by them having a wild animal in the house…Kagura sure hated having any inkling of disappointment aimed her way, and even worse – the idea of little Zilla getting into trouble.

She chewed her lip in thought, the answer coming to her as she found herself caught in the younger girl’s pleading eyes.

THE GOOD WITCH SENTENCE STARTERS

Curiosity, her mother used to say, was the beginning of all wisdom. Questions needed to be asked. Conclusions needed to be drawn. And all this---the blazing flame of knowledge---could only be sparked by curiosity. That being said, Jade understood the difference between scientific interest and interest in her fellow living beings. Boundaries were important for both, she thought, but unlike the research topics her mother had poked and prodded at, people could express their boundaries and say when things were getting uncomfortable for them.

She was curious about what had led Zilla to arrive later than anyone had expected, covered in blue paint but smiling her little smile that, as Jade had come to understand, meant that she was currently feeling very happy and cheerful.

Tapping her forefingers together, Jade smiled a little. '' I am curious, '' she admitted as she poured herself a second and Zilla a first cup of tea. '' I think I heard that Flare wanted to remodel her room and give it a fresh coat of paint? ''

To be in a guild again was---quite something, to say the least. The atmosphere was quite different from what she had experienced before, but dare she say it? She did not miss Master Lucielle's inquisitive glances, shot down from the woman's perch. Her new guildmaster was inquisitive and curious, certainly, but there was a different quality to it. With the wisdom and the knowledge she had now, she would say that it was that Master Ivan was not constantly searching for gaps in people's armour. A fact that she appreciated greatly.

Flipping the last page in the book that Niall had recommended, she hummed to herself for a moment, her foot tapping rapidly against the floor. A cliffhanger? Really? How unfair! Especially since the next volume would not be out for another month. Sighing quietly to herself as she put the book back into her bag, she looked up---directly at the master's daughter.

'' you are always neat, zilla. ''

flare smiled just a little bit as she leaned against the cavewall, careful not to move her foot too much. twisting and spraining her ankle in the middle of a snowstorm had not been part of flare's own plans for how this mission had been supposed to go, but that was what had happened---and in such a stupid way, too. she could have caused the ice to melt, but she had underestimated its danger. and now, she was paying for this.

still, as things stood right now, she was not too concerned about the snowstorm outside, they had brought plenty of supplies with them and she was fairly good at creating sources of warmth, but what troubled her was that the storm outside made the descent a bad idea, even without her ankle adding a complication.

'' i'll get terribly silly from it. ''

it was an honest admission, but it did not stop flare from wanting a glass of her own. a bit of silliness, she decided, was not bad. there was a lot going on at all times lately. to relax for a bit, to enjoy life for a moment---it would be nice. especially in good company.

but just like then, she minded her steps as she wandered through the forest. she had---a bit of time before her next train would come, before she would be able to leave magnolia in the past, where it belonged. this was all just to soothe the curiosity she could never win against. she just wanted to see if it was still the way she remembered it all.

describe your muse’s nighttime/whenever they get ready for sleep routine.

she likes her routines, a lot. therefore, her evenings follow the same pattern whenever possible. she boils water for her last cup of tea, takes off her make up and starts her skincare routine. by the time the water is boiling, she has slipped out of her day clothes and into her pyjamas. (never nightgowns, she finds them too impractical to sleep in.) sipping her tea, usually a calming herbal blend, she checks her agenda for the next day and then, she lays out her clothes for the next day. she likes to sleep in and sometimes, she oversleeps. when this happens, not having to search for her clothes is a huge benefit. then, she brushes first her teeth and then her hair before braiding it to avoid tangles. once that is done, she turns off the lights and goes to bed, usually reading a chapter or two before falling asleep.