[ She's something new; a borrowed blue form from Mana, just for a month. It's been a long time coming, but something impulsive, too. "Please give me wings," she asked the witch, and then she was emerging from the cracked shell of her old tree-self, zipping through Bavan as fast as she could think.
She expected an adjustment period; and the arms, at least, are a lot. It's a little bit hard to see through compound eyes, or at least make sense of the picture. But other than that, the adjustment is minimal. Nanami feels amazing.
She has to show her friends. So in she zips to Libeccio in the afternoon, only a couple inches tall at most, looking around for her friends - and zooming towards the first blob of color she sees. ]
fog week
She expected an adjustment period; and the arms, at least, are a lot. It's a little bit hard to see through compound eyes, or at least make sense of the picture. But other than that, the adjustment is minimal. Nanami feels amazing.
She has to show her friends. So in she zips to Libeccio in the afternoon, only a couple inches tall at most, looking around for her friends - and zooming towards the first blob of color she sees. ]
Abbacchio-kun? Trish-saaaaan? Is anyone home??