barefoot in tall grass

Sohalia

Say my name
And every color illuminates

"I was actually thinking about going to see Frey soon," Soh admitted with a shy smile. "The, um, nature aspect. Not the sex one." Not that she had anything against the sex-Frey, or even sex itself, but, as we all know, Soh was a prude shy little thing when it came to, you know, touch, or seeing bare skin, or anything else that might be remotely swoon-worthy. Besides, she had no experience to speak of with anything more than kissing, and that only recently. "Someone told me they like peaches." Jata again; she really needed to talk to more people about the gods.

Introductions aside, Soh smiled a little sadly. "I go back tomorrow," she said with a small sigh. "But I don't really want to yet." She thought of her budding relationship with Jude. She was so selfish for wanting him to come with her, or for wanting to stay longer, now that Maeve had just been found and their family had so much to sort out... but she couldn't help it. She wasn't ready to leave.

We are shining
And we will never be afraid again