Dawnlark Plains i'm walking on the road like i'm alive

doc don't mind her rambling, her obliviousness to fionn's drugginess. Also,  didn't know what color green you wanted Aoibh's eyes so I called them emerald.  Let me know if anything is off here loves

 

when their eyes met, periwinkle to ruby, she saw the reminence of her daydream. a glimmer of wings fluttered on his back, where they a dark silver, maybe ruby in tint? sadly they faded before she could get their color, her focus came back to the present as she spoke her words. an answer to his question, but not an answer, another question. she could tell he was a little wary, perhaps the poppy seeds she had seen him take just hours before had worn off. they were a harsh set of seeds, they were great for insomnia and pain but fionn wasn't in pain. was he?

she vowed to find something that was easier on his system, an herb that would relieve pain but not give a clouded crash when it wore off. were any of those plants around there?

again her musing was interrupt as pale eyes moved to the pretty sparkle of green, she had such pretty eyes. like their mother, though hers were more of a peridot. wait, what had she said? ah, of course. she was talking to fionn, they both were so lovely in their looks, why did she have to look so plain? their eyes shades of precious jewels, where hers where simply a dull shade from a hardy flower.

"would you like to stop vivi?" she questioned her sister, so softly, with her childhood nickname. As she could not say her name properly as a pixie "maybe i can find some herbs or.." her words, barely much sound at all, drifted off as she looked around. Her eyes roaming, marveling at the scenery around them.