[ at nakama's question, she gets an instinctive burst of anxiety. it expresses itself in the form of the perking of her wings and the nervous dart of her eyes-- she puts down her mug before she spills it and tilts her head. it used to be that people who expressed interest in her wings were all about taking her away to a bad place and causing trouble for her friends. but here, she's slowly starting to learn that some people were just curious.
therefore she flaps her wings slowly, a soothing up-and-down motion, before shaking her head slowly. it's a partial answer. she's never seen anyone who's like her before-- apparently, wings like hers were very rare, but there were many people out there who had other appendages. like ears, or tails.
to answer nakama's question, she takes out her bracelet keypad again. self-consciously typing these words-- ]
no subject
therefore she flaps her wings slowly, a soothing up-and-down motion, before shaking her head slowly. it's a partial answer. she's never seen anyone who's like her before-- apparently, wings like hers were very rare, but there were many people out there who had other appendages. like ears, or tails.
to answer nakama's question, she takes out her bracelet keypad again. self-consciously typing these words-- ]
ears and tales
horns...
wings only me