Kildeer Rest i need a girl like you

"you're cute," saarthal smiled and though her tone is teasing, there is a glimmer of fondness in her eyes. her initial reaction had been to laugh at the crack in lanawyn's voice and make fun of her, but something about the atmosphere of their conversation stopped her from doing so. perhaps, it was because to a certain extent this had ascended above the realms of playful, harmless flirting in the sense that normally, when saarthal played around with girls, it usually meant nothing because both sides either bore no attraction for the other, or had purely surface attractions. but saarthal felt as if this time was different, maybe it was because of lanawyn, or maybe it was because of her own feelings — like, did she find the older girl attractive? definitely. so, yes, surface attraction. would she want to fool around if she had the chance? well, yes, even if she had no idea how. did she want to get to know lanawyn better? ..yes?

whatever. this was too complicated. saarthal didn't want overthink things anymore. thinking, she felt, often lead to imaginary consequences which were often much worst than anything that could realistically happen in this realm of reality. she wanted to just go with the flow, go wherever this took her, and if it hurt, it hurt, if it didn't, it didn't. whatever. she was young, she had her entire life ahead of her — nothing mattered, really.

saarthal's eyes trailed after the butterflies dancing through the air as she followed her companion, and something akin to childlike wonder flitted across her copper gaze. she jerked back to reality when lanawyn spoke, suddenly realising they had arrived, and offered the other girl a sheepish smile and an obedient nod. "okay."