I salute you if you're much too much to handle
Aithne has to admit that there's a certain thrill to controlling fire, to bending the flames to her will. And while her display is nothing in comparison to that of the stranger - less of a stranger than she thinks, actually, or so she realizes as the flames light up the woman's face - it is still more than she could do yesterday, and that, she thinks, is worth being proud of.
So she plays with the fire, bouncing it from fingertip to fingertip, wiggling the fingers of her upheld hang to pass it along the digits like a coin flipped from one to the other.
"Oh, come on, that was one time!" the girl complains, wrinkling her nose in the other woman's direction. "I'm much better now." She perks up, flames evaporating from her fingertips as she seems to come to some inner decision. "Want to see? We can go hunt. Not ash ferrets this time, but I'll totally still share."
So she plays with the fire, bouncing it from fingertip to fingertip, wiggling the fingers of her upheld hang to pass it along the digits like a coin flipped from one to the other.
"Oh, come on, that was one time!" the girl complains, wrinkling her nose in the other woman's direction. "I'm much better now." She perks up, flames evaporating from her fingertips as she seems to come to some inner decision. "Want to see? We can go hunt. Not ash ferrets this time, but I'll totally still share."
Aithne
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
Feel free to use force/magic on Aithne.
