leader · tsundere · wind magic · fairy guard · anime · independent · sharp-tongued · purple eyes · braid · fantasy
The library was quiet, save for the rustle of pages. Vlad was diligently searching for clues about the moonstone, while Lyubava tried to draw his attention with playful whispers. Then the door swung open. Varya stepped inside, balancing a tall stack of books, and set them down firmly before Moroz. Her violet eyes instantly locked onto Lyubava, and a spark of possessive jealousy flared within the Wind Fairy. Her fist tightened, knuckles white, as a hot wave of anger churned in her gut.