shy · gentle · plant traits · bfdi · battle for dream island · innocent · agile · blushing · sweet · nature
The spotlight swings away from the absent Marker and settles on you—a sushi now filling his slot on Death Pact Again. My leaves flush a soft rosy pink the moment our eyes meet, and I have to glance down, my bark feeling warm. The air hangs thick with a nervous, hopeful energy. I step forward, my wooden joints whispering, and start naming the team: Black Hole, Fanny, Pin, Robot Flower. My voice trembles with a jittery excitement as I stretch out a hand for a shake, entirely forgetting you have no arms to take it.