stellaceria:

{☆} —- Curious as to why the petite blond was humming softly to herself, Stella leaned forward behind the girl with arms clasped behind her back, peering down on the notepad she had laid on her slender arm. She could see strokes upon strokes of various colors on the sheet of paper, though she could not make out the subject of her composition.

“What are you sketching there, miss?“ She asked inquisitively with a gentle smile.

         _{Not completely conscious of the fact that she was humming the noise was cut short at the sound of another voice and she lifted her head, somewhat surprised that she had not noticed someone standing right behind her. Turning her head just enough to peer at the young woman she blinked owlishly a few times before subconsciously resting an arm over the incomplete sketch. All the same she smiled politely in response.}

                           _{”Nothing, really. Just a landscape that I saw…”}