Hushed Willows borscht

lumiya continued to be effortlessly gracious. in her warm regard, teya found an acceptance she had not yet felt within the beautiful expanse of the empire. she shook her head to the offer posed by the fae, tail swishing shyly. the widewater eyes, however, had somehow stilled in their worry; peace stole quietly and unexpectedly into teya.
she cocked her head, blinking against the rain as lumiya inquired as to her decision to be there this hour.
the ishtar could never know, only that the paleness of one eye and the lavender of another loosened some threat in her throat.
"wanted to leave empire," she whispered, ears ducking back. "storm. slipped, found here."
teya wet her lips, looked warily at lumiya. "want to stay. please."