Open (but especially for the Rose)

[false_kyllikki]

Kyllikki is sitting below a tree, picturesque and surrounded by wildflowers; she might have plucked them and torn idly at their petals, once, but now she knows a flower and loves her, and that keeps her from tearing at petals. Instead, she is only unbraiding her hair and letting it flow loose over her shoulders, combing it with her fingers and

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[herfourthorns]

And here is her flower, walking amongst the trees, practicing being slow and elegant and pretending the heat doesn't make her human body sweat -- she would like to run and dance in the sunlight, but it's her pride, her pride --

[false_kyllikki]

And we hope her pride won't be squashed entirely when Kyllikki catches sight of her, and scurries over to her to pounce her and snuggle her--

[herfourthorns]

Ack! Just for that, she'll have to pretend to take offense, but it's surprise and embarrassment, nothing more. "Calm yourself -- I understand how eager you must be to even be beside me but you mustn't rush at me like a beast -- !"

[false_kyllikki]

"Oh--! I am sorry," she laughs, kissing the Rose's cheek. "It is only that I am so glad today."