Emotional Intelligence

Rakia's gaze lingered on the shells, their meaning now imbued with Talyssa's eloquent words. Her ears twitched again as another squawk pierced the salty air. The gulls were distant, carried away by the same wind that tousled Rakia's hair. With a final glance at the shells, her eyes settled on Talyssa, taking in every detail of her graceful form and captivating presence. The words she spoke held great significance- even if not in the way the older fae had intended. If empathy was what others wanted- the measure of a welcoming individual- then it was something Rakia could certainly offer. Empathy was empathy, even if there were ulterior motives, right?

"Rakia Perreau"