until my dying day

To kiss in cars and downtown bars
Was all we needed

Deimos's words did not fall on deaf ears. This had been a lesson learned the hard way, and as the snowy owl was healed in the snow, she considered that for all her good intentions... it wasn't enough. She wasn't enough, not yet, and the only way that she ever would be would be to try harder, to push herself to the very limits of her strength. To train, to learn, to grow.

All things that she had the opportunity to do, because she had lived.

That blessing wouldn't be taken in vain.

It wasn't until she sat in the snow as a human once more that she looked up at Deimos and Zuriel, fully mended, and murmured a soft but steady, "Thank you," to the unicorn and her bonded. Soh rose unsteadily to her feet, stumbling a bit but managing to stay upright, gritting her teeth with determination that she wouldn't need help just standing. Still, it was an effort as the blood rushed to her head, pounding in her ears as adrenaline and pain gave way to shock, nausea, and exhaustion.

"What do we do now?" she asked, shifting uncertainly where she stood and looking around at all the commotion. "I don't know if they're still fighting - Zavien told me to go, but - I don't even know if they're okay."

You drew stars around my scars
But now I'm bleedin'

Sohalia