[ Feferi always likes to be on the move; she's not much for sitting around and doing nothing, and often, her feet take her to the center of the temple, where the Heart is. She doesn't really know why, she just feels drawn in there sometimes, and she doesn't really mind. It's strangely pleasant, comfortable, like being around her lusus.
Today, though, there's another familiar face, and the second she spots that set of curly-cue horns, she forgets everything else that she was or wasn't doing and throws her arms out in surprise. ]
A. )(ey. )(ey. Aradia. )(ey. )(-EY.
Today, though, there's another familiar face, and the second she spots that set of curly-cue horns, she forgets everything else that she was or wasn't doing and throws her arms out in surprise. ]
Aradia! Aradia, it's you!