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As Sakura heard her response, her lips curved into a sad smile, turning to observe some horses nearby, some of them ready to depart for the night patrol, some of them still lingering because they refused to be touched or prepared; it was clearly unusual to see such behaviour, especially in front of experienced and capable knights. Even Sakura couldn’t understand such bearing: she knew a lot about horses, she learnt many information thanks to Céline, but she also conducted some studies on her own and among all the knowledge she developed, she couldn’t find a reasonable cause of this behaviour.

“I’m truly concern too..” she looked away to refocus her attention on Celica, “But if you’re going out for patrolling, I’ll be glad to accompany you!” she offered herself, rising her hands playfully, “Maybe there is something in the herb they eat or maybe it’s the smell of some flowers” she pondered, listing some possible options, though returning her thoughts on one thing: the Southern Church. This might as well have to do something with the bizarre reactions of the horses.

“I’ll follow you by foot, if you don’t mind my company” she lastly added, curling her lips in a slight smile, since she wasn’t truly sure about her hypothesis: if it wasn’t due to the herbs or flowers, what could possibly be? Magic could certainly change the behaviour of animals, but if that so, could it be that some enemies were hiding around and cast their spells on them without getting noticed? Unrealistic. She shrugged off the thought of her mind, then she returned to Celica.

“Whenever you’re ready please, lead the way, I’ll be quietly following” and she would have taken the opportunity to check the path for any curious or unusual herbs on the ground –whatever strange that could catch her eyes, anything could possibly be a threat in a territory in turmoil.

Only the horses, can save us tonight | Sakura&Celica

⤷ Distress: riding +1

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❥ @shatteredbullseye

As Sakura heard of Takumi’s role at the academy, a genuine grin appeared on her lips, as she was certain that he would take care of the archery lessons: he was a great teacher, in fact, he has been her teacher for their whole childhood, tutoring her through games and little tricks –everything an older brother should do to gain the favour of his little sister.

“I’ll be looking forward to participate in your lesson then” she giggled, already knowing that she would be probably a regular guest at his trainings; in the end, she still had lot to learn from him and becoming a part of his class could be also a perfect excuse to spend more time with him too. “I’m so glad to have you here, Takumi” she softened her voice, hands reaching for his, gently grabbing them in a tender embrace: it has been so long she hasn't felt that touch, so long that she still couldn’t believe her fingers. The very same sensation came only from another encounter she made at the monastery…

“Have you seen Mother? She's surprisingly joined the monastery as well” she still felt a bit stiff in talking so freely about her being there, but it was a very concrete person among them now. Then, a sudden stroke of genius beamed in her mind: “Maybe we can make her a gift!” her eyes shone in a light that beautifully resembled golden nuggets, while her smile widened in a soft crease. “What do you think?”

♡ like old times, together we are | Takumi&Sakura

⤷mini-thread continuing from here

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Gathering herbs for her tea-experimentations was something very common for Sakura, but doing it with one of the most beloved part of her family was something that she has never had the chance to try: even when they were together in Hoshido, Ryoma has been always quite busy with family affairs and the petite priestess absolutely understood the importance of his job –he was predestined to rule their homeland, so he needed to learn as much as he could, especially when he was younger. Sakura knew it and she respected the will of their father, but how much she missed those idyllic and simple moments with her siblings…

She suddenly turned, staring at Ryoma while he was wandering around another patch of grass, observing flowers and probably putting into practice all the things that Sakura has just told him about medical herbs: it was a rare moment, something that she would surely not forget that easily, since the more she stared at the scenery, the more she felt at peace with herself and her past. Not everything went as planned, many suffered and many ceased to fight, but she never stopped believing in what she described as true bond between the loved ones –Ryoma was the perfect example of that.

She closed her eyes in a quiet and content expression, enjoying the serene atmosphere surrounding them and eyeing other herbs that could be of use in their tea-session: not so far from where she was, she spotted a small patch of fennel leaves, which were renowned for relieve ailments such as bloating and indigestion –as well as having anti-inflammatory properties. This could come in handy when he trains, Sakura thought to herself as she picked some leaves to put in thein the wicker basket and when she lift her gaze to spot her brother, she suddenly heard her name to be called by him.

She immediately fretted her pace to reach his position, sharing a genuine and satisfied smile as she nodded at his question. “You are absolutely right!” she eagerly replied, grazing the petals of the flower with her index finger, while putting the fennel in the basket with the other hand. “I really like chamomile’s flowers, thank you for finding them Ryoma” she complimented him, a light pat on the shoulder and she finished her sentence. “I think that we have enough leaves and flower to put into the tea bags” she stated, looking down in the wicker basket, “I can take care of the preparation of the tea bags. Would you mind taking care of a little fire? It will be our heater for the teapot!” she giggled, hoping to make sure that their little tea party would be good enough for her brother to fully enjoy her company.

While she waited for him, she also decided to take care of the horses: she pulled put some carrots and apples from the bag on the saddle and while the creature enjoy their meal, she began to cut into little pieces leaves and flower, in order to put them inside the tea bags; it would normally take some days for the herbs to exsiccate, but during some botanic lessons she took when she was in Hoshido, she learnt a special technique to induce drying more quickly –using very low temperature. So, after she finely reduced the pieces and put them inside the tiny bags, she cast the spell Blizzard on all of them, making them quickly reach the perfect condition to be used as tea bags.

Riding back to our long-forgotten memories ; Sakura&Ryoma

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starter for @dawnswhitestar ❤

Ballista. It has been a while since Sakura have heard that name: the last time was during a lecture, or rather, a possible lecture, since the petite priestess didn’t manage to fully participate into the seminar due to an urgent duty and the lack of time and possibility to give a proper time to dedicate for learning the secrets behind that mysterious weapon. As a matter of facts, Sakura was actually a bit scared of it, since it was quite huge and since it was a very dangerous and gigantic bow; yet, precisely because it was an arch, she nurtured an interest that would bring her the learn more about the late news she heard about the maintenance of the above mentioned weapon.

However, the moment she finally decided to reach the place where the ballista was, a catastrophic announcement was made throughout the monastery, alerting the entire population inside the buildings: a malfunctioning of the structure led the weapon to release from its position and even if it was a mere inanimate object, the danger it could provoke was hugely high and all the members of the Garreg Mach monastery was trying their best to avoid any further damage or disaster.

While walking towards the place where the ballista was last seen, a fateful encounter made the little princess blinked twice before actually spoke the words. “Kamui?!” she sounded incredulous, but the excitement was true as she drew closer to him, “I’m so happy to see you!” she looked happy, but at the same time she realized the situation at the monastery was quite serious, “Have you heard of the infamous ballista?” her tone became worried, fretted, but she did her best to stay optimistic around him.

Then, a sudden crash got their fully attention. “I guess that… it found us” she weakly said, a bit anxious, but eager to protect all her friends at the monastery.

a ballista to tame, a monastery to save | Sakura&Kamui

⤷ Distress: bow +1

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Pelleas’ natural spontaneity made Sakura realized that she wasn’t the only one there that didn’t have much experienced in the field of parenting: both of them quite seemed unexperienced and despite the good will, they still had a baby-alike creature in their hands and they had to do the best they could to make it feel safe, healthy and calm. Yet, the light joke the blue-haired man made certainly did manage to make the petite priestess laugh a little, shaking a little the fake baby in her arms –luckily for them, not making the riot start, once again.

“I’ve got you, don’t worry” she replied with a natural smile, nodding at the proposal of Pelleas, “We can patiently wait for you there” and she indicated a small couch nearby, conveniently placed in the area where the project was taking place. With one last nod of her head, the young priestess turned and reached the couch’s area, surprisingly finding out that there was more than a mere couch: in fact, right in front of the couch, there was a large colourful carpet filled with toys of every kind.

This could be perfect for making it play, she thought to herself as she drew closer to the space and carefully place the baby on the soft ground: at first it seemed a bit confused, but then it started to crawl around with no apparent aim, if not the pure joy and curiosity of exploring a new place. Sakura gently sat herself on the ground too, with her legs bent on the side and placed one above the other, her gaze fixated on the baby creature: it was a very pacific and idyllic scenery, one that she would actually hope to live in a future with a her own kid.

She sighed, relaxing her arms as she enjoyed the view and so about half an hour passed, while the fake baby crawled around the carpet with uncertain motion and making cute guttural verses; this, until a familiar figure came back. “Pelleas!” Sakura chirped as she saw the man approaching, “What have you brought to us?” she quizzically looked at the bowls placed on a small table nearby the carpet: she listened to the brief explanation that the blue-haired man made to present the food and with a genuine smile on her lips, she replied with enthusiasm to what it would be their next task –feeding the baby.

“You did a very good job!” she exclaimed as she stood up again and got closer to the bowls of food, “We can even try different tastes” she giggled, picking up in her hands the first bowl, the one with chickpeas, and a small spoon, “Let’s start with this” she sounded a bit excited, but she quickly covered the emotion as she reached the baby’s location –nearby the edge of the carpet. As a first attempt, she wanted to let the baby stay on the carpet, seeing that it somewhat got used to it quite easily and as she sat in front of him, she placed the bowl in between her and the fake baby, sinking the spoon for the first taste.

“Alrighty, shall we have the first sip?” she sweetly said to the baby, while rising the spoon full of hummus, but as she drew her arm closer to the fake baby’s face, the creature made a firm movement with the head, intentionally avoiding the spoon.

“Hmm” Sakura looked puzzled, following the mouth of the baby with the spoon, but not obtaining the desired result. “What am I doing wrong?”

baby emergency! | Sakura&Pelleas

⤷ Anniversary 2024: faith +1

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As soon as Mikoto pulled out the tea-set, Sakura’s eyes shone in nostalgia and amazement: it was the very same tea-set that her mother usually brought during special occasions, but among all these special situations, the petite priestess figured out that being with her children was for her the most special occasion above them all.

“I found it while walking around the monastery” she casually chirped, proud to have found such magical place to share with her, “It’s not very known and this is what it makes it special: its tranquillity and its comforting aura” she lastly added, giving another pleasant glance over the tea-set: everything looked so perfect right now, nothing could be more perfect than this.

With a delicate smile, Sakura gently shifted her gaze from the teapot to Mikoto, admiring her elegant and fine silhouette softly rested on the chair: she has missed her so much and yet she was standing right there, in front of her eyes like she never actually disappeared from her life. It was so surreal, but the more she stared at her, the more she felt safe and protected again, as if she has never left her kingdom in Hoshido.

Her gaze returned on the table, observing the wicker basket in front of Mikoto, while she was choosing the blend to use with her teapot: her playful attitude made the petite priestess even more joyous, since it reminded her of her childhood –she always used to make her laugh with her mischievous tone, it was a special body language in between the two of them, just the two of them.

The tea was chosen and the comment made the petite priestess blush a little, “I’m learning from the best model of all” she giggled, hinting a smile at her and picking up the blend from her hands, “A fair choice, let me take care of the water first!” and she turned to set the water inside the teapot, magically turning it on with a portable heating pod. “There, it will take just few minutes, then we can add the blend” she proudly announced, pleased by the perfect functioning of the item.

“I missed these moments with you Mom..” that was sudden, but she timidly said it with a hint of nostalgia in her tone, while waiting for the pod to heat up. “This is so unreal, yet so sweet and tender for my heart”

miracles do exist

Mini Thread ; Sakura+Mikoto from here

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Her steps are wobbly as she approaches, the half finished drink not her first of the night. A new year was a time for change? So she would start by being a little kinder to her former enemies. After all, they were all on the same team now right?

And Sakura was just so adorable.

"A very happy new year to you Sakura!" Camilla placed a kiss on the girl's cheek, and then another on the girl's forehead. After all, she regarded Sakura with (almost) as much affection as her own siblings. It wasn't her fault she was born on the wrong side of the bottomless canyon.

The celebrations has been very joyous and merry and despite her little absence for taking care of some former errands at the homeland, she couldn't renounce the company of some of the many friends she had at the monastery. Among them, even though the past has not been very pleasent with them, there was Camilla, the beautiful older sister and princess of Nohr, a woman with whom Sakura had actually the plasure to share many cute and interesting events, especially evenings.

"A-Ah, Camilla" she was a little startled by the attempt, but it was mostly due to the embarassing vicinity of their faces and lips, "Happy new year to you too" she merrily added, helping out the slightly drunk woman while placing an arm around her waist, "I'm always happy to share these little moments together" she was always amazed by the delicacy and tenderness of Camilla, making her believe that maybe all the bad things that happened in the past, wasn't exactly due to them.

"Let's hope it's a good year for real" she lastly chirped, resting her head on her body, feeling the spirit of the festivities and letting herself go and rest by Camilla's side; she would always be there for her, after all.

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♡ December activity check ♡

Skill points

activity

Activity Check – any +1

total — [ 54 + 1 = 55 ]

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Points allocation

given to Riding [ C+* -> B ]

Claims

rank B Riding reward -> Trample (pending)

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On going thread

waiting for you;

Girl I’m on fire (again) - Arval | reason +1 @laruarva [hiatus]

A mistery in monochrome – Katarina | sword +1 @ephemeralove

a name for the baby! - Azama | flying +1 @carefreemonk

Is that fucking mothman? – Raven | axe +1 @peerlessscowl

a flower to make a dream come true - Pelleas | Tokimeki Memorial AU @pirrhyc

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have to reply;

Miracles do exist - Mikoto | Ethereal Ball 2024 mini-thread @vallitemaiden

Love can be without boundaries and frames - Ena | reason +1 @spinnerofhope

Baby emergency! | Pelleas | reason +1 @pirrhyc

Riding back to our long-forgotten memories – Ryoma @raijintosworn

Two crownie heads unveiling the truth - Xander @paragonknightxander

Only the horses, can save us tonight - Celica | riding +1 @anthieseofvalentia

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The immediate reaction of Ena luckily managed to save the incautious petite priestess, who came out safe and sound, with no sign of injury or concussion –she got away with no repercussions. As she tried to catch her breath, Sakura shifted her gaze towards Ena, delicately grasping the arms of the young girl. “Thank you..” she whispered as she lowered her gaze in guilty, knowing that she had been reckless to act that way, “It was.. odd. It felt like it was somewhat calling me” she added, recalling the strange sensation that she felt soon after the hand was dragged inside the hole.

Right, the hole!

She immediately turned to check, but the opening was slowly fading in front of their eyes, but the energy pulsating from it was persisting, the dark aura was growing stronger, despite no visible track of it could be seen or perceived. While the petite priestess stared at the hole, the area around them was silent, almost surreal –even the landlady was baffled yet quiet, she probably has witnessed other events of this kind, but she strangely kept any possible reaction to herself.

:: Save me ::

A low voice echoed in the room, almost as it was a call, a plead, coming from an unworldly place, but to be more attentive and observant, the sound seemingly came… from the painting. Sakura, whose eyes were still fixated on the painting and on the hole, frowned her expression as she wondered what in the world was happening in that exact moment. Then, another plead.

:: Help me, please ::

It clearly was a request of help, but from who? The petite priestess turned to face Ena, offering the same puzzled expression from before. “Did you hear that too?” she asked, not sure if the voice was meant for both of them. “The painting… is asking for help?” she returned her gaze of the artwork, staring at the face of the young noblewoman. “What shall we do?”

♡ love can be without boundaries and frames ♡ | Sakura&Ena

⤷ Anniversary 2024: reason +1

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Azama was fast and while Sakura crouched in front of the little beast, observing the heroic deeds in trying its best to conquer the ball, the trustworthy retainer managed to accomplish his tasks, addressing to the petite priestess in the meantime. “Me?” she looked surprised as she lifted her gaze towards him, “Well, a little miss helped me getting acquainted with them, hehe” she giggled while she returned her gaze on Soup; it was playfully scratching the ball, luckily not doing any damage to it. As a matter of facts, Elise did help her getting acquainted  with wyverns, since there weren't many similar creatures in Hoshido.

“I think that it will take a month, more or less” she did some calculations in her mind, while absently staring at the ball, “Yes, four weeks and our little guy will be able to resist famine a little better” she closed her eyes in a satisfied expression, then she slowly stood on her feet once again. “Obviously each wyvern is different: maybe Soup requires more time, or maybe less” she added, giving a small pet on the head of the creature. Wyverns were amazing creatures, but also very unpredictable: you couldn’t guess their thoughts like horses or pegasi, but they could be tame to behave more predictably.

Soup continued with its show and the petite priestess stared at it enthusiastically, hoping it would grew fond of their strange parents. She also acknowledged Azama’s funny question.

“It is quite rebellious indeed” she laughed, but she was serious when she continued, “But we should check on it at least twice a week, in order to teach it some tricks and to teach it to behave good with humans and other creatures” she looked around the stables, resting her gaze on the little wyvern rolling down on the ground, with the ball. “Will you take this commitment with me, Azama?” she timidly asked as she returned her gaze on him, sketching a tiny smile as she hoped to create a special moment and a solid routine with one of her favourite retainers.

As she waited for Azama to come, she turned to pleasingly see that the manger was richly filled with several kind of food –definitely a good variety of supplies that would surely satisfy the appetite of the young wyvern. as she returned her gaze to him, his enthusiasm almost overwhelmed Sakura, who sheepishly blushed, while her hands tried to timidly hide the redness of her cheeks.

Son?! she chuckled to herself as she thought of Azama as a father, but the interest of the girl was immediately caught by the noisy rumbling of Soup’s hunger, which apparently jumped itself inside the manger to easily eat the whole food supply just served by Azama. With a sudden reaction, the diligent retainer launched himself towards the baby wyvern, though leaking a bit of hesitation by the gestures of his hands –he was afraid? Insecure? Sakura pondered for a little while before saying anything, but she didn’t want to leave him on his own to deal with such an unpredictable creature.

“We need a toy to distract him, if you want to adjust the manger” she suggested, observing that something else was missing, “We need to fill the water bowl too!” she noticed the empty bowl, but she then concentrated her gaze to see and find something that could be used like a toy: there weren’t many objects inside the stables, but one thing for sure did catch the petite priestess’ attention – a small ball. She didn’t know why and how a ball has ended up in here, but since it was small and seemed quite bouncy too, she decided to pick it to call Soup’s attention –or at least, to try and call for its attention.

“Soup, come here!” she called its name, walking by the side of the ball and picking it up, “See this? We can play with it!” Sakura added, making the small ball bounce up and down on the ground; the sound of the object certainly managed to beckon its attention from the manger, since it suddenly popped out from its feast. Another bounce. “Play with me” she gestured it with one of her hand to come closer and the little guy seemed to understand the command, as it crawled outside the manger and get closer to Sakura and to the ball. “Here, let me see what you can do” she lastly added as she crouched nearby its muzzle, placing the ball right in front of him.

A shift of her eyes and she directly addressed to Azama, “Take care of the water, please?” she pleaded with a gentle tone as se observe the small wyvern approaching the ball.

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The abrupt movement of his hand almost made the petite girl flinched as she still was concentrated on the face of her companion, baffled and amazed at the same time due to the tenderness leaking from his words; his innocence was so aloud that even if she didn’t mean to do it, he still felt guilty for having proceeded in their connection, for more than few moments.

“Oh, no, please don’t think about it..” she tried to make him feel more at ease, eyes following his movements as he turned to watch the primrose. “You did nothing wrong” she simply stated as she rested her gaze on the flower as well, feeling the pureness of his soul as he observed the cute blossom slightly trembling due to some gust of wind coming from the open entrance door.

Perhaps for as skeptical as I am, it's you who has the magic between us.

His words hit her heart like an arrow, not sharp though, but delicate and passionate, as if he was tenderly caressing her cheek with a soft hand, fingers brushing against the corner of her face, feeling the heat coming from her chest as her face burst of red. She felt lost and wordless for few moments, then a breath and she eventually managed to speak again.

“The legend of the primrose could be childish for many, but for me… it is true” she spoke with a low tone, reaching out again towards the small leaves attached on the stem of the flower, grazing the surface of them with her fingers. “It connects those who believe, those who seek, those who love” she felt somewhat romantic, somewhat puzzled, but she was sure about one thing: their meeting was to some extent intentional, wanted by fate. Few days were passed, but the more the time she spent with him, the more she felt like they knew each other since many years by now. Their connection was magical.

“Do you think that this moment was… somehow predestined?” she timidly asked, shifting her gaze towards his face, actually scared about the answer that it would come.

She felt the presence of Pelleas getting closer to her as he probably crouched as well to inspect the flower, his humorous statement made the petite student curled her lips into a dainty grin; thinking back at the shop, it would be actually amazing to be capable of spreading such beautiful flower to other people, but then, the magical behind its mystery would soon disappear and it would become a very common flower, just like many others at Annalee.

“A very pretty flower indeed” she agreed with him, nodding her head as she continued to stare the flower with curiosity and perplexity: what if she touch it? The urge to feel the delicacy of its petals was irrepressible and as the hand came closer to the flower, a light sensation of warmness and kindness filled Sakura’s heart in a heartbeat, making the petite student almost losing the balance from her crouched legs: as her fingers were close enough, she brushed the borders of each petal, feeling a very very slight fuzz that made the sensation of touching very pleasing and odd at the same time. But, aside from that concrete feeling, no other perceptions were felt by the pink-haired girl –no arousal, no happiness, no dizziness, no passion. She was feeling the same as before.

“Hmm” she pondered for a moment before turning towards Pelleas, but she didn’t considerate the distance in between the two of them and as she turned to face him, her hand gently placed itself above his hand, making Sakura feeling a bit nervous as soon as she realized it: a long moment passed before she could say anything or do something, but the voice came out lightly from her mouth: “I..” she suddenly froze, her sight fixated on his face, she felt absolutely defenceless, no words coming out from her mouth, aside from a very faint  s o r r y.

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🎄

"Well, fancy meeting you here, Lady Sakura!" Laslow grins, climbing down from the ladder currently sitting underneath the door's archway. A fresh sprig of mistletoe hangs in place of the sad, brown-edged plant now held in Laslow's palm.

"Does this mean I get two kisses?" He teases while shaking hair out of his eyes. "...but don't tell your brother, eh?" It's bad enough he's got one king now keeping an eye on his every move.

He's slow when he leans in, giving Sakura time to back away if she desires. Sensing no hesitation, Laslow places a gentle peck on one of her cheeks, then the other.

Satisfied, he pulls back, grin still in place. "Enjoy the rest of your day, my sweet!"

 🎄  ‘TIS THE SEASON.  🎄

Decorating the hallway was becoming more of an habit for Sakura, especially during the festive periods of the year: she loved the atmosphere, the people, the magic that dwellt in the air. Yet, she could not expect such outcome from a dainty and delicate occasion as that one.

"Sir Laslow!" she chirped at the sight of him, "It's always a pleasure meetin you" she bowed her head, returning her gaze to his glance at the mention of two kisses.

W h a t

She frooze for a moment, carefully listening and not reteating from her position as he lent over her, delicately poking her cheeks with the surface of his lips -a warm sensation feeling in Sakura's chest as she felt the heat running up her stomach up until the redness of the cheeks became more visible and clear.

"You always manage to surprise me.." she timidly blurted, sketching a smile in response as she waved him goodbye and she wished him a good day as well.

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🎄 Edelgard stood on her tiptoes as she reached to grab the green decoration strongly placed to the side of the dining hall, tugging it down into her grasp before the morning crowd began to pour in.

"What excellent timing. I have something for you," she said as she placed it in Sakura's palms. "Would you keep this? After looking it over, I've come to the conclusion that it would make for nice hair decor." A shake of the head. "At least, that is my opinion. However.. If you do want to try it, would you show me? It may inspire me to try similar fashion."

 🎄  ‘TIS THE SEASON.  🎄 | accepting

The timing was always at its best with Sakura, who most of the time managed to come by whenever a person needed a hand or a help.

"Please, let me handle this, Miss Edelgard!" she kindly replied as she drew closer, welcoming in the palms of her hands the cute decorations picked from the ceiling. "Oh, a hair decor -what a cute idea!" she giggled, staring at the mistletoe with enthusiams, then answering Edelgard's request with a dainty smile.

"Sure, let me try it" she picked a small piece of it, a twig with some leaves and some berries and she carefully placed it in her hair. "How do I look?" she smiled, though not waiting for the answer, not immediately at least. "You know what? I bet you would look amazingly with these!" she chirped, drawing closer to the elegant girl and delicately placing another twig behing Edelgard's ear, gently caressing the soft mane of hair.

"Very elegant, very charming" and she lastly sent a small kiss on the cheek of her interlocutor, treating it like a thanks for the previous gift she made her.

"Now festivities will surely be better!"

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"Lemonade girl!"

Lysithea chuckles, shaking her head as she walks over. This was the girl who had… well, accidentally brain-blasted her with a super sour lemonade.

"I was wondering when I'd run into you again."

Smiling, she flips back her hair, looking over at the pink-haired girl.

"Think you can make me another batch of it at some point? That stuff was… a lot, but it was really good!"

 🎄  ‘TIS THE SEASON.  🎄 | accepting

At first she wasn't sure that the lilac-haired girl was addressing to her, but when the cute girl started to walk towards her, she was sure she was talking to her.

The lemonade, right.

As the thought ran back inot her mind, Sakura couldn't help but smile at the fact she actually remembered her for something so unique and strange at the same time. "I'm glad you enjoyed it" she giggled, soflty observing the girl, while noticing a cute mistletoe hanging above their heads. "If I manage to procure my secret ingredient back, maybe I can make you a new one" she stated, "But for now, I can simply give you a thank you gift!" and she lent closer to affecionately kiss her cheek, a soft touch she was grateful to prove.

"I'll treat you with a tea party too, my pleaure for celebrate these festivities!"

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‘TIS THE SEASON.

send 🎄for our muses to get caught under the mistletoe !!

[gentlenekomata]

starter for @anthieseofvalentia

It was the very first time for Sakura in Varley territory: located in the central area of the Adrestian Empire, it was an unusually arid region compared to the rest of the Empire and it produced armours and weapons using resources extracted from the mountains. That was all the knowledge that the petite priestess managed to acquire before entering the zone, accepting the role of cleric and supporter of injured mounted units and knights: despite she usually wasn’t called for the expeditions, the situation at the moment was quite distinctive, since the new year has brought with it a shake-up coming from the lands of Adrestia –the re-establishment of the Southern Church. Obviously the resonance among all the students and professors of the Garreg Mach Monastery has been very aloud, especially from the members of the Church of Seiros: of course, as part of the latter, Sakura felt the urge and the pressure from her superiors to go and have a look at what was wrong in that vast territory, especially around the County of Varley, where it was said that many problems and struggles were happening.

It has been few days since Sakura’s expedition group has settled in the territory, but when everything seemed to be proceeding on the right path, something began to feel wrong: many steeds used from the knights on duty were very distressed and agitated, especially the ones patrolling the area around the small village where they were staying for the first days of the expedition. Even Sakura couldn’t manage to calm them, or rather, it took her several attempts to soothe the agitated spirits of the horses.

“Poor creatures, I wonder what makes them so troubled..” she murmured to herself as she looked around, observing the several knights that were preparing for the patrol, but as her eyes travelled from head to head, she suddenly stopped, recognizing a familiar reddish head of hair, a faint smile as she wasn’t sure whether or not she was here for helping the mounted units as well.

“Miss Celica!” she addressed to her with a very gentle tone, smiling and offering a delicate bow with her head, “I’m glad to see you here, your help will be very much appreciated!” she giggled, tilting her head on the right, “Have you discovered anything yet?”

Only the horses, can save us tonight | Sakura&Celica

⤷ Distress: riding +1

[gentlenekomata]

starter for @paragonknightxander

As she was in the Adrestia Empire for taking care of some business for the Church of Seiros, Sakura couldn’t help but wonder what was happening in the small village where her groups of people were staying at the inn for recovery: from times to times, someone disappeared and despite the efforts of each team leader of these groups, people continued disappearing from the village, leaving just a faint hope in the other’s hearts, as well as a very strong feeling of distress. It was clear that someone didn’t want them to be there, but who?

Regardless the very important and urgent situation displayed, Sakura couldn’t miss the opportunity to get some flowers, herbs and plants that only grew in that part of Fòdlan, accompanying the expedition party during some of their patrols, even though she perfectly knew it was not only dangerous because of the disappearances, but also very scary, because most of the expeditions and patrols took time during the night hours. It was a risk she had and wanted to face.

She decided to help one of the groups as well, especially since she couldn’t help but feeling upset about the possibility of another human being to be captured and then who knew what would happen to them; as she was looking for the next party that would go on exploration and obviously that would investigate the mysterious disappearances of the other party members, goldenish eyes met with the one gaze that she surely didn’t forget from the very first time they met, in her homeland.

“Sir Xander” she addressed to him as she slowly approach his figure, “I’m surprised to find you here” she  was puzzled about his presence; the threatening aura from his gaze was unforgettable, but her manners remained delicate and untouched. “It’s nice to have you here with us, though. Your presence will be very helpful, I'm sure” she though recognised his values, despite their past. “Have you already find any clues?”

two crownie heads unveiling the truth | Sakura&Xander

⤷ Distress: no points