Firefly Glen [PHE] young & beautiful

If Sobeille was pulling her leg, she wouldn’t have been able to tell—and yet, the words flowed almost like a story as the dark girl wove an entirely different world than what Lotus had experienced. Keenly, she was most curious about these ‘sea wolves’ that were touched upon—but she wouldn’t interrupt to inquiry further—

—and when her company inquired about the Copse, Lotus had to withhold a small laugh, her head giving a light shake of wonder as she considered the absolute anti-climatic response she was about to burden her with.

Unless, of course, being among the blanket of lush grass, trees and rolling hills was an entirely different world to the ocean child.

“The Copse is…” She mused, humming slightly as a smile curled at the corner of her lips. “If you take everything you’ve just described to me and flip it around, that’s pretty much the Copse,” she decided, head tilting as she leaned back to study Sobeille’s thoughts. “It is the quietest place I’ve ever been to. Warmed by the sun along grassy hills, with winding fresh water throughout. Small forests all around—and almost cradled by one side of the mountain.”

She brushed back the feather tied to her hair—nose lifting as she felt not just the cold autumn breeze, but the hint of sunshine warmth that still lingered. “We definitely don’t have sea wolves—what are they like? You must find it so... different, here, in valleys like this.”