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He was spotted, and in a moment of desperation tried to hide behind the tree, but he miscalculated and hit the trunk directly, falling into the nearby bush.
While the demigod was distracted, the little wind spirit tried to approach him, still using the small leaf as if it were the greatest and best disguise in the world.
The humming attracted the little Wisp, who hid behind a leaf to listen.
That had left the little one shocked and indignant; it was like being shot in the chest with an arrow. Soon, the little Wisp became downcast and sad, sliding from his face until he fell seated in Red's hands.
The little spirit held her index finger and left a little kiss there, as if formally greeting her. He had human intelligence, although he didn't communicate properly; he smiled and fluttered the small wings of his cloak.
It was like hearing a chick chirping, only unlike a chick, it was a small, restless Wisp that seemed to recount centuries of history in a fraction of a second, judging by its excitement at seeing its giant friend again.
Oh, poor thing, just look at him! He was just a small, defenseless wisp who couldn't defend himself or even sip a few drops of wine by himself. Have mercy, giant redhead, have mercy on those puppy-dog eyes that look at you as if begging to stay a little longer before being kicked out. (🥺)
"INFINITE MULTIVERSE, I COME IN PEACE!"
[ #𝗠𝗩𝗥𝗣 #𝗢𝗖𝗥𝗣 #𝗦𝗙𝗪𝗥𝗣 #𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪𝗥𝗣 (in DMs) ]
"I'm Lepanto, a junior researcher from a galaxy at war. On a mission to discover new sapients and new phenomena, and boldly go where Akashic Labs has never gone before!"
❤️ and ♻️?
There was a profound relief in Wisp's expression after being spared its fiery fate. It greeted the captain by waving its small hand, sitting in Kaeya's palm and looking at him as if it were a puppy that had been searching for its owner all along.
Because he was starving, he stuffed all the small pieces into his cheek until he couldn't take any more, looking like a squirrel stuffed with nuts. He chewed excitedly, making small sounds of satisfaction that resembled tiny horns.
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To me, the sounds Venti reproduces in the form of Wisp resemble the calls and horns of Sky: Children of Light. ✨
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𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦.
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˹ Maki Zen'in, Curse of the Zen'in Clan. ˼
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He vibrated with joy, making the small feather at the top of his cloak jingle. He nodded, indicating he was hungry, pointing his hands to his tummy. He hadn't eaten since he fled Mondstadt.
He closed his eyes and chuckled softly; it seemed the little spirit had taken a liking to Adam. A lightning bolt illuminated the window, and thunder roared outside; it seemed the little one would need to spend the night with his new friend.
He nodded his head repeatedly, until he felt a little dizzy.
The little one timidly approached, until he was very close to Adam's face and... Mwah! He kissed the tip of his nose.
He again held this big pinky finger with his two tiny hands and emitted a thin, cheerful sound, which sounded more like the syllable of Adam's name.
"Dan!!"
He tilted his head to the side, confused, and then shook his head. He waved his two small hands very quickly as if they were wings and pointed to the wind again. He wasn't tied up, he was free.
He seemed to love the idea, clapping his hands in approval. Pointing at Adam, he implied that he wanted to know his name too, or at least that he would say it.
He shook his head a few times. He pointed to the window, specifically when the wind was blowing. He also pointed to her bangs moving in the wind, to the sky, and to himself. He was trying to explain what he was.
The little spirit helped guide him through the names with sounds and small gestures, making faces or even lying down on the table when the names were too absurd.
Then something made his eyes light up. Apples, red and juicy, on the table; he seemed to have found true love.
He thought, maybe Adam wouldn't remember if he said his name, or maybe he would ask too many questions. He tapped his little feet anxiously, wondering what to say to him. Then he simply lowered his head dejectedly and sat back down at the table, letting out a low, seemingly sad sound.
There was a moment when his little hands couldn't hold him any longer, and he found himself falling and sitting in the princess's palm. He looked at her with confused eyes until he decided to try to communicate in another way. He pointed to the window, where the wind was swaying the curtains.
The spirit of the wind, realizing he was being watched, tried to act as if everything was under control. He stopped in a theatrical pose, but it lasted only a few seconds before he sneezed again and almost fell off the dressing table if he hadn't caught himself with his tiny hands.
As soon as he was seated at the kitchen table, he looked at the surface and realized he could leave a message there. He stood up and began to walk, small, short, wet, and clumsy little steps creating letters of footprints that said:
"Thank you!"