Thalassa
They created the monster
Maea may already be tired of fighting, but Thal was quickly following her, tired of chasing someone who didn't seem to want it. She flew up, wings driving hard into the air with massive beats that disrupted the people below. A few startled shouts sounded as hoods fell away, the pair drawing more attention with each passing second. Thal followed higher, letting out a roar as she snapped her jaw again. It was a last-ditch effort to get at Maea before she spun into a dive.
When she was mere feet from the ground, she expanded her wings, letting the air catch her like a cushion. The moment her claws began to brush the ground, her form shrunk back into that of a petite Ancient. While she waited for Maea to join her on the surface, Thal gathered her daggers, sheathing them with sharp movements that spoke of her annoyance. "Perhaps that's enough for today."
When she was mere feet from the ground, she expanded her wings, letting the air catch her like a cushion. The moment her claws began to brush the ground, her form shrunk back into that of a petite Ancient. While she waited for Maea to join her on the surface, Thal gathered her daggers, sheathing them with sharp movements that spoke of her annoyance. "Perhaps that's enough for today."
and then asked why I bite.
