"It's quite alright."
The words flowed gently from the jaws of the opposite fae as she pulled her medium build from the sandy earth. Her words were kind, reassuring. The white ess had found her small figure beginning to ease as she gazed at the stranger through brilliant arctics.
Surely, she must be upset?, she allowed her head to tip the slightest bit, though she could see no anger, no tension within the other. It was then that the vixen had directed her icy gaze towards her shoulder, revealing a scar that had once gone unnoticed by the ess.

"It's quite alright. I've had worse. Trust me."
The white ess hardly glanced at the carving, out of pure respect, of course. The marking was familiar to her. Her nearly identical brother, a brute of medium build, had once been littered with the horrid things. Or, well, at least that's what he referred to them as. He had fled the night of the incident, and Ayazia had come to Blossom in hopes of possibly finding him. He was the only living remainder of what had once been their family..


Her rapid thoughts had been broken as her auds flickered to the sound of a soft sneeze. Allowing any trace of the horrid memories to fade from her mind, she returned her attention towards the fae that had now settled onto her rear.

"My names Robyn by the way", the fae had announced with a slight flick of an ear.
"And who might you be?"

The white ess lowered her haunches, gently placing herself onto the sandy earth as her porcelain kissers offered the vixen a soft and warm smile.

"My name's Ayazia", she proposed, allowing her blue pools to meet the bright blue orbs of the vixen.
"I'm terribly sorry for disturbing you."



Ayazia | Fae | Adult | Pack | Tied to Mituna
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