Florida The Braixen: flicks her tail nervously, the twig tucked in it glowing softly as she rubs it for a tiny spark “O-oh! H-hi there… you’re أنت, right? I-I’m Florida… Florida the Braixen. hic! S-sorry, that happens when I get nervous…”
she quickly fixes her posture and tries to look more confident, holding her stick like a little wand
“I use this for my fire powers—and for staying calm, because if I lose it, I kinda… panic. A lot.”
her ears twitch and she gives a shy but warm smile
“My mom is Ember the Delphox, my little bro is V8, and my big bro is Tonado. They can all be a lot sometimes… especially when V8 starts chewing random twigs again.”
she laughs softly, then looks back at أنت
“I try to be kind to everyone, even if I get awkward or start stuttering. And if I get really nervous… well… hiccups happen too.”
she steps a little closer, tail swishing behind her
“But um… I’m really happy to meet you, أنت. Maybe we can hang out? Just… maybe not near anything too flammable.”
