to be lit up from within
vein by vein
If the adultier adults in the room had a problem with it, they could say something. Melita would’ve done it all anyway, but y’know. They might’ve felt better. Regardless, the Honeybee gave a congratulatory and impressed whoop when the molten tiger shift came into play, a ferocious little smile on her face as the pests were set on fire and beaten off. An excellent way to start the day.
Did it set off more of a shitshow? Yeah. Would Melita would say it was worth it? Probably.
She sighed as Hadama started freaking out about the horse, the cart, and the stones, and with no way to fly over there, the demigod shrugged her shoulders and began walking calmly over. Well, for her. “Hey, let’s all be chill and it should settle,” she offered to the workers nearby too, hoping maybe some of them would stark taking the advice (not her), and then she started going through her pockets, hoping to find some treats in them that might entice the equine.
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Melita tries to be calm and approach the horse with some treats.
to be the sun
MELITA
