❅

@synomis  ||
            
            "you ought to give me answers" she muttered,  her body trembling ever so slightly from the cold,  even with her furry, white coat  and beige gloves on. "I don't belong here you said and perhaps you are right. my curiosity got the best of me and I..am lost." she admitted reluctantly, her brows furrowed as she spoke. she disliked being in the wrong, yet she never let her pride get the best of her. "tell me what can I do [except] follow the only person here?"

@soulstringss ||
            
            The blonde woman's rosy lips spread into a smug grin , her delicate hands holding the cards firmly. "I told you poker is very fun. circus has teached me a few things. don't slack now, or I might take advantage of it" she said in a melodic tone, a soft humming sound apparent from her chest as she raised her bitting.

@hyrded   ||
            
            "I didn't say that I  [dislike] it." violet muttered, her blonde, somewhat curly hair being trapped underneath the hem of the heavy, black coat, tugging at them ever so subtly. 
            
            "it's a bit..heavy is all. but" she said, hed voice soft as she buried her face at the excess of fabric,  grateful for not wearing any makeup. she noted the scent it carried,  similarly to that or sandalwood and musk and yet with a dangerously..sweet undertone. 
            "I like it." she said finally and avoided the male when hs tried to seize it from her grasp.

@hyrded  / dunno if you wanted the coat to be a continuation of the drops, but I added it here. you can take both of my replies as you please.

@hyrded   ||
            
            The hectic beating of her heartbeat still echoed in her ears, making them ring ever so slightly, as she breathed in fast and shallow, trying to compose herself.  she wasn't accustomed to such vast winter scenery or to the many wild animals that populated it. such were the wolves that she had encountered in her small and short hiking journey.  every time her curiosity took a hold of her, things seemed to go either terribly bad or expectantly well. this time, the foremost was true and she had been led to the man's camp that she was currently staring at, her vibrant blue orbs filled with the panic she had felt still. 
            
            "well- it.." she tried to speak, yet her ice cold lips felt heavy and ticklish from the slight numbness. she breathed in once more, her arms wrapping around the man's coat that he had handed to her, the excessively long and thick fabric warming her cold body effectively, albeit at a slow pace. 
            
            "it was my fault. I am not from here and yet. hiking with no experience of the environment is foolish." she said, the shame she felt evident in her soft voice.  christina was right. her confidence and spontaneity would one day be her deathbed and thankfully that day hasn't arrived yet. 
            
            "thank you for the coat. and for the shelter." she said before glancing at him, making sure to keep a steady eye contact and show that her words were truly sincere. "if it is not much trouble..could you help me go back to where my circus has set camp?"

&.    this is just a continuation of the first drop, except here we’ll find out why she is out alone in a winter forest and running (?).     take it in whichever direction&  mood you’d like. 

@wolcen   ||  
            
              A gasp was almost torn from her at the sight of the small, brown bunny inside the man's inner pocket of his jacket. she thankfully held it back, aware already of the disturbance that her being was, yet uncaring for it. fields were free for anyone to roam, no? "what a cutie-" she whispered softly, almost inaudibly as she stood still, as if any small movement would ruin the picture that she was just witnessing. 
            
            the strange man, although seeming quite grumpy and introverted, was also the same man to caress the bunny's head with poised affection and brimming tenderness. that in violet's books meant he must at least be a decent person. animals know who to trust better than humans do, after all. 
            
            "does the precious, little thing have a name?" she whispered softly as a smile spread on her rosy lips, her crystal-like blue orbs capturing the man's momentarily once more. perhaps, she was unwanted, but his kindhearted nature left her quite intrigued and she was someone who always acted on her whims and wishes, no matter the consequences.

⠀⠀⠀    ⠀⠀ ⠀ the steps. it was her scrappy steps against the lush grass that caught his ears. a curse and a blessing, both, to know things, to hear the faintest sounds, to sense a presence before his gunmetal grey eyes caught sight of mortals or anything else. this time was no different, yet nikolai found it odd that she had chosen to occupy the same field as him. the grass stretched wide, soft and slightly damp from morning dew, and the gentle huffs of breath from his horse were a quiet comfort he had grown used to.
            
            ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀⠀ ⠀ he had made sure the field was empty before letting his horse roam. a soft nuzzle against his chest tore his gaze from the curious woman, and nikolai rubbed at his left pocket. a small brown creature slept there, a bunny, furry with delicate ears and tiny eyes that looked up at him with a strange mix of curiosity and affection that always twisted his chest.
            
            ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀⠀ ⠀he enjoyed the silence that followed, only to sigh when it shattered. out of habit, he shook his head. distracted, he lifted a hand to nudge the bunny, which was snuggled so snugly that he scoffed. he had barely slept all week, and here they both were, the bunny and a mortal he still could not decipher, somehow taking up space where she had no reason to.

@symbel  ||
            
            The blonde woman's lips were shut abruptly at the male's words, her clear and pale sky blue orbs staring intently at him. it wasn't an easy accomplishment to stop the woman from speaking, yet he had done so very much efficiently. 
            
            She slowly moved closer to the man, her orbs taking in the sleeping horses near his feet. they must be the creatures he was referring to.
            
            "may I sit next to you?" she whispered, her words hushed so that she wouldn't be a disturbance. the circus had situated itself quite close to the lake they were currently sitting by and she could not contain her enormous curiosity from exploring her surroundings.

/ i miss winter, it’s so hot here. :c

/ i love it. both accounts. 

/ ooh, snow theme. its so pretty.

&.    sending it on discord rn. 

&.    i found ryū’s visual already, which is just insane.

&.    but come back, i’ll force myself to stay awake.

beauty and agony live side by side.
            
            . . . to be continued.

「   DO  you know what it is like to exist without a purpose in this world ?
            to breathe upon a world you have no memory of ?   lost.  helpless.  alone. 」
            
             every breathing being upon birth is granted a name. a binding to the world that will ground it's existence. for Violet, that wasn't the case.  left an orphan, she lived at the orphanage since the day she could remember herself. she was named Ophelia by the manager of the orphanage, yet she insisted by going with the name VIOLET, a name she has given herself. 
            
            wild, fearless and witty. she was a force to be reckoned with from a young age. she had an innate talent at dancing and music, her voice and movements something one didn't see every day. it was what made Christina Farces, the blue moon circus manager, adopt her into it, as well. the young and spirited, little girl that danced in the middle of the city streets for money while singing [unknowingly to the orphanage] had captured not only Christina's attention, but anyone else that happened to pass by as well. Christina would have been bonkers NOT to adopt the girl. 
            
            passionate, mischievous and confident. she now stands as the biggest act of the blue moon circus, their " flying angel " that people pay a pretty penny to witness, her long, wavy, blonde hair,  crystal-like, intensely blue orbs, pink, pouty lips and soft facial features capturing  male's and female's attention alike.

[..COME ONE, COME ALL, 
                  THE BLUE MOON CIRCUS IS NOW IN TOWN!..]
            
            ALL   one desires and more now available in our circus. lions passing through flaming rings, acrobats waltzing the dangerous dance of the string and playing the magical craft of many playful tricks, as well as our rising star, VIOLET; the circus' flying angel. 
            
            VISIONS ONE CANNOT LOSE. what are you waiting for? 
            
            ˗ˏˋdive into the world of magic.  ˎˊ˗