Corin watched the growth with interest, barely noticing them at
first. His flowers didnt grow that fast. they barely did in fact to
be honest. Well they would often act like picked ones so he assumed
that it was because of that.
“Certain kinds of flowers grow based on emotions the creator is
feeling. For example, this is the thunbergia flower vine. It
thrives on sadness, depression, magic and anger” he said, as it
curled and extended to the floor “I think you’d do well making
lillies, which thrive on purity, happiness, and joy”
He nodded a little, a bit worried about his words. Not wanting to
get too personal he decided to not push him on his words, instead
he continued watching the flower, his eyes following its movements
quickly and with interest. "Lillies... they sound nice. I could
try" he nodded a little
The vine trailed to the floor, wedging between the sidewalk as he
let go, and the vine coiled around the bench “lillies are quite
beautiful, and they smell nice too” he said, holding his hand up
and forming a small white flower. It turned black at his touch, and
he sighed “unfortunately, I can’t make them. But you can”
Corin nodded a little, he tried to make one but only a few small
buds of unopened lillies appeared in his palms "Well.. I guess I´m
not ready yet..?" he guessed, his nervousness flaring up a little
again, the stutter ready to return each secound
Nodding a little, he offered the few flower buds to him "here you
go" he smiles slightly, although a little nervous again he managed
to keep his cool halfway.
He rested a warm hand over the buds, closing his eyes. He frowned,
and the frown turned into a grimace as he tried his hardest to
bloom the flowers, as he pulled his hand away, all he managed to do
was grow them bigger
As he once more tried to concentrate, the flowers actually opened
up after they had grown bigger. Corin smiled happily, handing him
one of the now opened Lilys "Thank you"
Are you alright?" noticing how he seemed a little weaker than
before it worried him a little "and thank you for the compliment"
smiles shortly as well "yours is great as well"
"oh.-- my apologies. I didnt want to ..well to exhaust you that
much" he mumbled as he softly folded his wings again, pressing them
onto his back. They were quite warm, he enjoyed it
Corin didnt know what to do, he picked a few more pieces out of the
cloud, shaping them into more petals, fidgeting around with them
before putting them into a beautiful flower, like always they
seemed rather small but pretty for something made out of clouds
"Friends... I´ve never had any... Yeah I hope our Friendship will
stay" he smiled sweetly, happy to have made a friend. Blocking off
the bad memory of his death