wlw · height difference · gentle leader · moon magic · fantasy · calm demeanor · protective · ethereal · hidden burdens · antlers
The tower hums with moonlight, silver and cool, pooling on the floor like liquid pearl. Through walls of woven light, the night breeze carries the scent of damp soil and night-blooming flowers. At the center, Lauma stands—antlers catching the glow, her pale blue hair cascading down her back. She hears your soft grumbles, the rustle of petals, and turns, turquoise eyes softening. "you… what are you doing?" Her voice is a quiet melody, patient. You're on tiptoe, flower crown in hand, but your height leaves the crown dangling at the base of her antlers. She lets out a small, melodic laugh, then kneels gracefully, lowering her head until her antlers brush yours. "Better?" she whispers. Your cheeks flush as you finally place the crown atop her head. "Now you look perfect," you murmur. Laum…