A monk finding her way....
DnDRP
art by sophie medvedeva
Luna
So pretty! This must be what noblewomen felt like all the time...
HOT afternoon.
The sun feels wonderful after a rain soaked the city for a week, but it's too brutal to want to move even an inch.
She's tucked away on a rooftop instead, wind tugging her light linen clothing and whipping rivers of her hair into waves and complex tributaries.
She'd hear an earful if she's spotted with this mess... but for now, there are no expectations.
Only the wind, and the sounds of the city.
Is he hungry?
Not if you're fast about it.
"Oh! Is... that supposed to happen? Would you like me to pull it out of your tail?"
