Silver Fae
Thesaurus The Pro Hero
Misty stood in the courtyard, watching as the others found their pairs. After the earlier festivities, Wisteria had dashed home in order to change into one of her favorite dresses. It was a simple yet elegant thing. A pale yellow, knee-length dress that, in the grand scheme of her design, accentuated the blue of her eyes. As for shape, the frock held tight to the young woman's frame, flaring out at her hips in a plume of flowery chiffon. The young woman loved the way the fabric stirred at the slightest breath of a breeze, flowing with her as she swayed to the beat of the music. The day had been interesting and, at times, quite stressful. However, this was her favorite part of the spring festival, she loved to dance. She was quite good, in fact, having took lessons up until she had moved to Kore, permanently. The lessons were still fresh, she practiced them everyday, whilst doing her chores, or between her other hobbies. Though, Misty would never admit that about herself, no matter how good, she simply did not like talking about herself. It felt like bragging to her, though, she enjoyed getting too know others and listening to them talk about themselves... The young woman quickly pulled herself from her thoughts, patting down the skirt of her dress before straightening once more. It was time to find her partner.