☀ 02-006 ☀
[Ammy had been unfortunate enough to actually have been sitting in the field of flowers when they pollinated. She'd sneezed so hard she fell backwards, sending up a cloud of pollen as her paws flailed in the air. But now she sits up, her hair falling out of its top-knot as she shrugs out of her kimono. Breathing a sigh of relief, she shakes her hair out, disturbing a few butterflies as she stands. She's just in her crimson fundoshi and a red and white top that looks almost bib-like. The red coils that mark her are fully visible, covering her shoulders and dipping past her collarbone, spiraling down her sides and hips to trail off down her thighs.
She feels light, free of burdens and cares and worries. Amaterasu stands in the field of flowers and enjoys the breeze on her bare skin, laughing as the butterflies settle in her petal-strewn hair.]
She feels light, free of burdens and cares and worries. Amaterasu stands in the field of flowers and enjoys the breeze on her bare skin, laughing as the butterflies settle in her petal-strewn hair.]