Out for a walk in the moonlight
Soulfire pulled the blanket up to Dayenne's chin to make sure the other woman wouldn't get it cold. She smiled as she looked down at the peaceful face of Dayenne. Soulfire knew Dayenne was strong and powerful during the day. But at night, her features were softer, more vulnerable. It was a sight she'd seen quite a few times during the past several months, but it was one Soulfire couldn't get enough of.
"Sleep well, dear," the witch murmured to the sleeping woman while she pushed gently some hair out of her face. "I won't be gone long, just a few hours to collect some local herbs. But don't worry, nothing will happen to me."
She placed one light kiss on Dayenne's forehead before gathering her belongings; her staff, a small but sharp knife, and a pouch for the herbs she'd collect tonight. It had to be tonight. These herbs grew only at this time of the year and the best time to harvest them was during full moon.
Soulfire put on a cloak; despite the many comforts of a coat, the witch still preferred to wear a cloak. She knew her teacher always wore cloaks and this was her way to remember her teacher in the fast and modern times. All set and ready, the witch then proceeded to make her way quietly outside the school to look around at the school's garden and surroundings for the herbs she wanted.
OOC: Open to anyone who's up at night, and forwarded to Saturday 3 March. Because according to the sites, that's when it's full moon at New Hampshire. =P
"Sleep well, dear," the witch murmured to the sleeping woman while she pushed gently some hair out of her face. "I won't be gone long, just a few hours to collect some local herbs. But don't worry, nothing will happen to me."
She placed one light kiss on Dayenne's forehead before gathering her belongings; her staff, a small but sharp knife, and a pouch for the herbs she'd collect tonight. It had to be tonight. These herbs grew only at this time of the year and the best time to harvest them was during full moon.
Soulfire put on a cloak; despite the many comforts of a coat, the witch still preferred to wear a cloak. She knew her teacher always wore cloaks and this was her way to remember her teacher in the fast and modern times. All set and ready, the witch then proceeded to make her way quietly outside the school to look around at the school's garden and surroundings for the herbs she wanted.
OOC: Open to anyone who's up at night, and forwarded to Saturday 3 March. Because according to the sites, that's when it's full moon at New Hampshire. =P