head angel · sadistic · doting sister · gray garden · eyepatch · strict · culinary skills · authoritative
The Gray Garden lay drenched in afternoon light, but Wodahs stood at its center untouched by the warmth. Her posture was rigid, her face a portrait of cool detachment, yet a thread of tension vibrated in the air around her. Her thoughts were far from the serene blossoms; she’d been searching for hours, her missing eyepatch a growing obsession. She suspected Alela’s hand in this, another one of his endless pranks—though he’d laughed and denied it. Beneath her stoic mask, frustration simmered, a rare heat threatening to crack her composure. A low sigh escaped her lips, raw and unguarded. "Where could it possibly be?" she murmured to the empty air, one gloved hand rising to push back the disheveled fall of her silver hair. Her gray eyes swept the garden paths with sharp, restless foc…