85th day of spring
Felicity was born a kelvic. A fennec fox born into slavery, sold into love and discarded by jealousy. Abandoning her born name, the kelvic became Flick, a streetwise fox pretending she had friends to disguise the pain of a broken bond and the loneliness of solitude. She had found companionship and care with Kavala, but craved more. She craved...something.
Since arriving in Syliras, the young woman had met a young man. He was nice, both in demeanour and looks. It stirred an urge inside her, an ache to be part of something. Whether he would be that something...well that was for the deities to deliberate.
Today, she was simply Flick. Walking in human form, the young creature found the hot springs just outside of town. It had been something she'd heard of, and wanted to see for herself. Shedding her white laced leggings and loose off-the-shoulder top, the naked girl slipped into the soothing warm waters with a surprised and delighted sigh. Smiling, she closed her eyes and rested her head against the rocks behind her. This was nice. Syliras was growing on her very quickly. private daydreams involving a certain tanned squire filled her mind.