Nova
She wasn't fragile like a flower.
The approval was thick, warming her despite the cold sea breeze brushing her cheeks. Nova beamed at the praise and bounced her feet in the snow. Nodding her head at next steps, she watched the bird fly up, adjusting her instructions with a flicker of her eyes. Do a loop then land next to me. The words filter out with an experimental tone, waiting to see if the bird would follow suit.
Like a kite at the end of a string, her command guided it, wings tilting to take it on a lap around the ashen sky. Nova's smile spread slowly wider, basking in the ability to direct its actions; however, just as the white and brown bird coiled lower to land near them, a gust of wind buffeted across the Tundra. It disrupted the bird's path in a fluttering of feathers.
Caught in the concentration of the compulsion, Nova didn't feel the wind until it was almost too late. It pressed against her back, pushing her closer to the edge and the crashing water below. She snapped her attention down, a small gasp escaping when her balance threatened to give, surprised more than scared of the descent below. In a flurry of instinct, her magics cushioned her, air pressing back to hold her in place, a tenuous balance she attempted to maintain.
Like a kite at the end of a string, her command guided it, wings tilting to take it on a lap around the ashen sky. Nova's smile spread slowly wider, basking in the ability to direct its actions; however, just as the white and brown bird coiled lower to land near them, a gust of wind buffeted across the Tundra. It disrupted the bird's path in a fluttering of feathers.
Caught in the concentration of the compulsion, Nova didn't feel the wind until it was almost too late. It pressed against her back, pushing her closer to the edge and the crashing water below. She snapped her attention down, a small gasp escaping when her balance threatened to give, surprised more than scared of the descent below. In a flurry of instinct, her magics cushioned her, air pressing back to hold her in place, a tenuous balance she attempted to maintain.
She was fragile like a bomb.
