“This” being how there’s a small curl of light that begins with a glowing cross-like shape under his glove and seems to snake up his left arm, like feathers of light unfurling. That catch and snag at his shoulder and wrap down rapidly as a downy white cloak--and leave his left arm suddenly as a distinctly inhuman and bladelike black and gold claw.
(It’s not something she would have seen even in fleeing hungry dragons. He has his standards for when he actually invokes his Innocence but now seems as good a time as any.)
(She also may or may not have a bit of a facefull of ethereal feathers from the front of the cowl. It’s ok they only tickle a little, mostly they’re almost weirdly soft.)
(Also she might be staring right at his mask since it does hang around his collar. Look Yona… he’s pretty weird.) ]
This. [ Still soft-spoke and gentle. And yet with some almost coy sort of edge then, gaze slanting at the vines upwards with an expression of much more focused intent.
Probably because a second later the cloak around them would seem to harden--and explodes outward in a series of piercing spikes that rip through the willow.
Yona
“This” being how there’s a small curl of light that begins with a glowing cross-like shape under his glove and seems to snake up his left arm, like feathers of light unfurling. That catch and snag at his shoulder and wrap down rapidly as a downy white cloak--and leave his left arm suddenly as a distinctly inhuman and bladelike black and gold claw.
(It’s not something she would have seen even in fleeing hungry dragons. He has his standards for when he actually invokes his Innocence but now seems as good a time as any.)
(She also may or may not have a bit of a facefull of ethereal feathers from the front of the cowl. It’s ok they only tickle a little, mostly they’re almost weirdly soft.)
(Also she might be staring right at his mask since it does hang around his collar. Look Yona… he’s pretty weird.) ]
This. [ Still soft-spoke and gentle. And yet with some almost coy sort of edge then, gaze slanting at the vines upwards with an expression of much more focused intent.
Probably because a second later the cloak around them would seem to harden--and explodes outward in a series of piercing spikes that rip through the willow.
#shounen ]