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[b]"Ah...H-Hello," [/b]
She heard the voice of a woman confirming her suspicions, the tone sounded almost as scared as she was. [i]‘She’s a shy type as well’[/i] she thought to herself slightly relaxing, knowing a shy person would be less likely to do anything that would be considered dangerous. 
[b]. "I'm...I'm your Soulmate. I'm afraid I-I don't know your name...I know it's Fae, but I-I can't read it,"[/b]
[i]‘wait what did she just say’[/i] her eyes go wide in shock, as her mind raced to try and understand the meaning of that, was she simply trying to pick her up or was there more to it. 
She remembered the tales she had heard about soul bonding, something she never put too much faith in never having seen anything on it and not having found anything written in the books she often read.
She felt the wind around them deflect as the woman raised her arm for one reason or another. It is at that point that she remembered 
[i]‘Some are born with a name printed on their wrists with a date, this mark is the one they are destined to be with and it is unavoidable.’ [/i]
“w… wai… wait…” she stammered as she rapidly tried to put everything together her mind racing a million miles a second “your… your name…” she continues before taking a deep breath in an attempt to focus. “your name... it’s on my wrist?” she asks before remembering that the woman before her had raised her arm to show her presumably. “and s… sorry… I can’t… I can’t read… well… that’s not exactly true… I… I can read… but only… braille…” she says rambling and then trailing off looking down a bright scarlet flush spreading across her face unsure of how her ‘soul mate’ would take the news of her being blind. She felt her heart trying to beat out of her chest as if to support what the woman before her was saying.
The burning in her arm was spreading as if demanding that she do something, but what, she couldn’t think what else there was to this soul bond thing, did they have to touch, what did they have to do to stop this burning sensation. It was then that it occurred to her that she hadn’t given her name. 
“Cienna….” She says softly “Cienna Rose…” she adds unsure of what she should be doing or even how to act. 
The only relationship experiences she had was with Emerald and that was now years ago, should they go out? Should they organize a date… and then she remembered what she was wearing and though she knew that many loved the look of her diminutive body she worried that this woman before her would not like her looks or the fact that she was exposing quite a bit of her body. She also knew a lot of the other races disliked the fact that wind fairies were permanently tiny unlike some of the other fairies that could shape shift she was stuck like this. 
“I hope… I… IhopeI’mnotadissappointmentasasoulmatesorryI’mnottaller…” she kind of verbally vomits what was going through her mind, before covering her mouth with both her hands wanting to die.