Avanti sits in the middle of a large meadow, flowers decorating the green, indicating the presence of spring. Her love and muse lies on their stomach at her side, a basket of fresh strawberries close by, basking in the sunlight.

"I give them the rose with unfurled petals. They smile and cross their legs. I give them the shell with the swollen lip. They laugh. I bite and nuzzle their..." Avanti trails off before looking up from her parchment and giving you a gentle smile. "What do you think?"