Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31597382-20190423162406/@comment-31597382-20190423164544

Eliza gently pushed her daughter's out into the fray. Fauve gave her sister's hand a tight squeeze. She was wearing a white sundress that transitioned to a fire pattern at the hem, and white shoes.

"I;ll be okay." Opal promised in a whisper. Her dress was strapless, and was a swirl of black, blue, purple, and white.

Fauve nodded, an encorouging smile, before heading off.

Opal sighed. "At least the music is good." She muttered. It would be very impolite for her to be a wallflower at her mother's ball, but that's all she really felt like doing.