[Allura has made her own lantern, enjoying the wealth of activities this festival provides. Her lantern is also simply made, but she's decorated one side to bear the expression of a (crudely) crafted Lion out of spare coloured paper left on the table.
She's carrying hers to the water's edge, careful not to slip on the wet ground. But she pauses when she sees a familiar figure crouching, and she approaches Shiro, the light of her lantern illuminating her face.]
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She's carrying hers to the water's edge, careful not to slip on the wet ground. But she pauses when she sees a familiar figure crouching, and she approaches Shiro, the light of her lantern illuminating her face.]
Did you already cast your lantern out?