Aithne
I see how this is gonna go
Aithne rips out the beast's throat and is rewarded by a round of applause, which both surprises and thrills her in equal measure. When she shifts back into her Ancient form, sauntering towards the stranger, it is with a mouth stained violet with the creature's blood. "Thanks," she smirks, returning to her rock, where she sits prettily before spitting out a mouthful - just in case the viper was poisonous.
At the woman's query, Aithne shakes her head. "No fire," she says. Yet. One day, perhaps, she will demonstrate some level of mastery over the element, but for now, she is remarkably fire-free. In the meantime, though, she wipes her mouth on the back of one hand. "Those arrows of yours should do it, though."
At the woman's query, Aithne shakes her head. "No fire," she says. Yet. One day, perhaps, she will demonstrate some level of mastery over the element, but for now, she is remarkably fire-free. In the meantime, though, she wipes her mouth on the back of one hand. "Those arrows of yours should do it, though."
Touch me and you'll never be alone
