Arrow Lake carrying her own sword

ingram too was taken aback by the milky lapis of his daughter's gaze. for as sightless as they appeared, they held another world entire within them -- swirling vortexes of silver and navy, studded only by the very faint outline of a darkened pupil. he thought back to his parents and siblings, and realized that he recalled none of their faces or eye colors.. it elicited a frown that was immediately chased away by the curiosity of his bold daughter.

he laughed lightly, nudging her carefully with a wet nose. "well, only time can tell that," ingram offered demurely, whuffing loudly towards praimfaya as if to encourage her to play. "but i hope she has her mother's eyes." ingram had always believed blodreina's eyes reminded him of an endless plain of ocean fanned by sunlight -- deep and immeasurable, yet bright along the surface.