three makes friends

The approach of a rather regal female caused Celeste to glance up. Surprised that she wasn't alone at the pool, her face shifted from blinking curiosity to placid calm. Keeping her place seated by the side, she suddenly felt vulnerable to the elements. Without her coat to keep her confidence at a high, she wondered if the princess would scrutinize her. Silence stretched between them as the princess took a seat across from her with her inkbrush tail dipping into the water. Maybe her own tail with its new growth could do the same one day.

Tilting her head gently to the side, she offered a kind smile. "Yes, Celeste. You must be Ikigai," her tone is casual as she let her aquamarine gaze drift back toward the pool. "Ashen has been nothing but welcoming and I appreciate that," she responds, her voice soft as she touches the surface of the glistening water with a single toe. The ever-present aura of what magic was instilled in the pool shifted around her. There had to be something in these woods that was being kept a secret. Before she could say another word, or even ask her undying questions, the familiar scent of Cyanide filtered in. When she looked up to the midnight girl, she smiled in return before noticing the awkwardness surrounding the girl's question. Without knowing the answer herself, she looked to Ikigai for a response.

Celeste Akizora