Daffodil #1, 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 13
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Name: Greenling
Story: Lords of Rose and Ivy (tentative)
Colors: Daffodil #1 (April showers), #8 (young love), #7 (colors everywhere), #9 (baby animals), #13 (warm breezes), #5 (flowers), #10 (fresh grass), #11 (go exploring)
Supplies and Styles: Graffiti (Daffodils of Wales)
Word Count: 813
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Two small children plus a field of horses. Adorable ensues.
Comments, criticism, and questions are all appreciated.
Note: This is another story in another time and place within Lordsverse. Probably not going to continue this one until I get through one of the others, but I've wanted to do Daffodil with these characters for a while, so here's this.
(Also I'm sorry if I've misinterpreted the rules of this challenge, I asked for clarification but it was only recently and I suppose everyone else has been as busy as I have. Don't think I did, but normal nervousness on my part. Anyway fic.)
( The first time she saw him, he was a riot of color clinging with one hand to his mother's robes. )
Story: Lords of Rose and Ivy (tentative)
Colors: Daffodil #1 (April showers), #8 (young love), #7 (colors everywhere), #9 (baby animals), #13 (warm breezes), #5 (flowers), #10 (fresh grass), #11 (go exploring)
Supplies and Styles: Graffiti (Daffodils of Wales)
Word Count: 813
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Summary: Two small children plus a field of horses. Adorable ensues.
Comments, criticism, and questions are all appreciated.
Note: This is another story in another time and place within Lordsverse. Probably not going to continue this one until I get through one of the others, but I've wanted to do Daffodil with these characters for a while, so here's this.
(Also I'm sorry if I've misinterpreted the rules of this challenge, I asked for clarification but it was only recently and I suppose everyone else has been as busy as I have. Don't think I did, but normal nervousness on my part. Anyway fic.)
( The first time she saw him, he was a riot of color clinging with one hand to his mother's robes. )