@unblighted // for rumi // fantasy verse
a child’s laughter. eyes the color of rubies. a little scar at the corner of his eye, a result of being careless with his claws. she DREAMS of him, of being able to spend time with him once again; of living the life together neither were able to have. the cry of her hatchling is what jolts the dragon awake, body stiff from the brief burst of adrenaline. her limbs relax quickly, a long sigh flowing forth from her lips. it’s always the same dream; blurred traits flashing across her vision before the sound he’d made when he’d been snatched away is heard. constantly reliving the event. how painful. the scent of ... mm, eggs and meat frying together paired with toasted bread. it’s enough to rouse the ex-knight to her feet, albeit unsteadily. her back and the joints of her knees creak and crack, the tree she’d slept against clearly not doing much for her body. ❝ breakfast smells delicious, my lady. ❞ with as much time having passed since the woman had actually done anything remotely knight-ly, all the training from before seems to be second nature. a polite bow is offered to the warrior queen before etsu leans towards the small firepit, honeyed-tinted irises shrinking before dilating in excitement. ❝ i trust that you slept well ? i believe we’re half a fortnight from reaching the rendezvous point with the summoner and the harpy, perhaps even less if the weather is kind to us. ❞
