Nova
She wasn't fragile like a flower.
Tilting her head, she listened to Noah with rapt interest, intrigue bright in her eyes that only flashed brighten when he appeared to connect with some of the swordfish. Two of them broke away from the others, leaping from the water in a small shower of droplets that glitter in the sunlight. Gasping, Nova grinned at the beautiful display of color and light, wanting to create something similar herself.
When Noah encouraged her to try with a bird, Nova narrowed her attention to the shimmering thread that led to the creatures. It spread like a spiderweb connecting them all, too broad for her to grasp at first. In her concentration, Nova's tongue crept slowly out between her teeth, her brow furrowing as she tried to grab all the strings at once. Despite her efforts, nothing happened, the force feeling too great for her to pull at.
Annoyed, she crossed her arms and stared more intently at the gathering of birds. Noah had said 'one' and she huffed a breath before releasing her hold and trying again.
She reached more cautiously along the bond, selecting a single thread to pull at. A connection seemed to form, one of the birds stilling on the cliff to look at her with a tilted head. Nova giggled and leaned forward as she gave a single command, Fly. As if it could hear her, the bird took to the skies seemingly without purpose or direction, simply lifting into the air with a powerful flap of its wings.
Nova gave Noah an excited look, pride and joy gilding her features despite the hazy air of smoke.
When Noah encouraged her to try with a bird, Nova narrowed her attention to the shimmering thread that led to the creatures. It spread like a spiderweb connecting them all, too broad for her to grasp at first. In her concentration, Nova's tongue crept slowly out between her teeth, her brow furrowing as she tried to grab all the strings at once. Despite her efforts, nothing happened, the force feeling too great for her to pull at.
Annoyed, she crossed her arms and stared more intently at the gathering of birds. Noah had said 'one' and she huffed a breath before releasing her hold and trying again.
She reached more cautiously along the bond, selecting a single thread to pull at. A connection seemed to form, one of the birds stilling on the cliff to look at her with a tilted head. Nova giggled and leaned forward as she gave a single command, Fly. As if it could hear her, the bird took to the skies seemingly without purpose or direction, simply lifting into the air with a powerful flap of its wings.
Nova gave Noah an excited look, pride and joy gilding her features despite the hazy air of smoke.
She was fragile like a bomb.
