@ttristana

Tristana was faaaar shorter than Leona. There was no way that the yordle could possibly pull in Leona for a kiss. That is what she thought what with everyone coming and giving her tender moments. Ah.. red came to the Solaris face as she thought of how much affection she might be receiving today. However this was one crafty yordle with a rocket jump! “Good gracious!” Leona spat out as she noted that Tristana was suddenly on her shoulder. “How in the glory of the sun do you do..” Leona was stammering and her face was turned to the yordle that was now nearly face to face with her. 

Smaller hands clasped onto the face of the woman. The yordle was coming so close to her face. Oh not again! How in the world did Leona become victim to this? Not one, or two, but now three times would she be shown a greater amount of affection and in such a short amount of time it was far to much on the heart of the Solari. Heart beat growing faster and faster Leona was just letting this happen, after all what could she do?

Just knock her off her shoulder and crush her beneath her heel? Well yes.. yes she could. But that however was not the way of the Solari. Such a peaceful woman doing that would be unheard of. Leona instead would harden her self and suffer the tests being placed upon her. Such as a true warrior would, Leona would not cry or admit defeat but rather charge in head on!

Meeting the lips of the yordle Leona would make it fast and painless instead of just sitting in it like the last two times she would make it a quick one. Pressing her lips to the other and then pulling away at a quick pace. “Ahem..!” Leona would clear her throat when she was done, lifting up a hand to lift up Tristana from the back of her shirt. “I am not to sure what would lead you to do such a thing with me.”