Yona nods a little to herself as she thinks about it. Something that she associates with black, silky hair, huh? ...there's really only one thing that comes to mind.
Her eyes slide shut again, and she pictures it as she whispers one word:]
...Mother.
[The tips of her hair become a little darker, and it might juts be a trick of the light, but so does the rest of her hair. Not black by any means, but... definitely a darker red than it was just moments before.]
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Yona nods a little to herself as she thinks about it. Something that she associates with black, silky hair, huh? ...there's really only one thing that comes to mind.
Her eyes slide shut again, and she pictures it as she whispers one word:]
...Mother.
[The tips of her hair become a little darker, and it might juts be a trick of the light, but so does the rest of her hair. Not black by any means, but... definitely a darker red than it was just moments before.]