( she should have known those flowers would get worse, with how adamantly rusty was digging them up up until he just... stopped, when grief claimed the poor dog. should have just rotted them all from the start, when the first leaf curled around her hand and drew blood.

now she can feel her own magic all around her, reflecting back like a floral carnival mirror, and she hates it. the flowers watch her. the roots and vines try and trip her, grab at her as she walks and tear at what they can with glee. but she manages. she always does.

you, however, may not be so lucky. as a pack seems to reach out and trip and grab, she snaps her fingers with a flourish and pink lightning seems to burst forth, singing the folliage and driving it away. ... for now. )

Hey, you good? It didn't get you, did it?

( for the life she's lived, felicity may come off as well-adjusted. she may come off as assured and comfortable and at peace. and for the most part, she is. but eighteen years are not enough to make up for it all when she's lived most of those years in suffering, and only two of them free. doubts linger, and regrets hold on like a vice grip no matter how much she says there's nothing she can do to change it all but move on and do better.

she hadn't meant to go into the forest. not after it fucking blinded her last time.

and now she's there, skulking soundlessly through the foliage, eyes sharp- you think she's hunted? no, never. she is the hunter. she always has been. running from her master has done nothing to dull her teeth yet. the question is, do you make the mistake of startling her? or do you at least announce your presence first? )

( felicity isn't the sort who parties, so to speak. she likes to sit down with a cozy drink and good food and simply watch the festivities- and this is no different, but the lingering weariness of the labyrinth doesn't hurt any, either. if she spots you looking uneasy, be it the recent happenings or the shadowy hosts, she speaks up softly: )

... The Shopkeeper and Trader do right by us. The food's good. It's gonna be alright.

( none of these work? shoot your shot! available in pms or at amity_rose! )