#((hopefully i didnt go too far with heron powers here honestly would love to plot smth w u bc i feel -))

[frauleindermorgen]

Miacaiah feels a light tug against her shirt following her last class’ bell. Turning around will reveal to her that Idunn, another Black Eagle, has followed close behind–vying for her attention. There is something in her hand.

“I remember you. From the battle… You’re Leonardo’s family.” 

Stated as though she’s reading a transcript. 

Idunn suddenly thrusts her gift toward Micaiah’s chest, naively counting on her taking anything pushed close enough. “I made this for you. He helped me. I hope… You can smile, at the ball.” 

Looking closer reveals a certain level of intricate craftsmanship. The card itself is blue as a base, but uses a regal accent along its borders to add a substantial amount of white. Grass is drawn along the bottom of the card, because Idunn remembers green grass during their encounter, and a bright sun adorns its top corner. It was sunny back then, too. And in the last bit of free space Idunn had drawn a picture of Micaiah and Leonardo drawing hands, in the kind of blobby shapes a child would use. She knows how important family is to humans, and trusts that such a detail would make the maiden happy.

  She’s gotten into the bad habit of reading while she walks, so Micaiah is doubly surprised when a light touch brings her eyes away from an old, thick Fodlan tome and up into the heterochromatic gaze of her fellow Black Eagle.

“That’s right,” Micaiah replies easily, her tone warm at the reminder Idunn knows Leonardo (and though there is no hint of it in the other’s voice and her touch as cold as anyone else’s this time of year Micaiah thinks there is a certain shared respect for the term there), “I remember meeting you not long ago.”

A piece of parchment thrust at her causes Micaiah to hastily move the tome under one armed, but practiced as she is at such a mage-like action it does not take her long to get a better look at Idunn (and Leonardo’s?) creation.

“This is…” it takes her a few moments to actually place how it connects to Iduun’s mention of a ball, but there is only truth in her voice as Micaiah enthuses, “it’s lovely! Did Leonardo choose the base? I always thought blue suited him, and this must be the two of us…”The two of us, seen through another's eyes. Micaiah had not been wrong to call Idunn beautiful. Their gazes meet again.

“Thank you very much, and though I have no gift in return can we meet at the ball Idunn? I am entering the White Heron Cup with my partner Pelleas but I would very much like to save a dance for you, as well. I hope you too will smile alongside us all!”