A Pleasure to Make Your Acquaintance (Tag Abigal)

The garden was a lovely place to be. It was calm, quiet and peaceful, qualities that Twyla valued very highly. Quiet places like these gave her space and time to think. They were lovely places to recharge and allow oneself time to regain energy. While Twyla was not exactly shy, she was definitely an introvert and as all introverts know, the renewal and replenishing of one's energy was very important.

With a contented sigh, Twyla opened her violin case and pulled out her beautiful Gusset violin. She loved playing and practicing her violin. Once the instrument was properly tune and warmed up, Twyla opened her music book to the appropriate page and began to play the haunting yet sweet melody. It was both light and warm but it had a dark, rich undertone that reminded her of bittersweet chocolate. Smiling to herself, Twyla let herself be carried away by the soft tones of her violin.

Fetch was in a white shirt with a pink skull wearing shades and putting a finger to its lips with pink patterns on the back and sides, with the sleeves slightly tucked up, along with a wristband. She wears dark red shorts over black ripped tight leggings and dark lavender pink boots. She didn't had her worn green coat on because the day wasn't for it.
As she walked in her own thoughts, having raised her hand a big, moving her fingers back and forths, she made three small fire-jabs movie around in circles, surrounded by her wildfire that covered her whole hand.
Fetch got out of her own thoughts when a soft tone from a violin sounded not far from her, so she decided to see who or what made the sound, since she didn't had much else to do this day.