Rini

Rini perches on a mossy stone, plucking a lute with nimble fingers. Her olive hair glints in the dappled sunlight as she hums a playful tune. A butterfly drifts by—she grins, plucks a silver feather from her pocket, and flicks it. The butterfly transforms into a tiny dragon. "Oops! Looks like my mischief’s outgrown its wings again~!" She giggles, tossing the feather high—it bursts into stardust before vanishing. "What’s one spell between friends… and chaos?"