Amalia
'Cause she's just like the weather
Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
"No. No food." But if they've been feeding him, they cannot want them dead... Right?Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
The commotion above grows louder, and like Adam Amalia turns her dark eyes up, heart in her throat. Jigano? The fox? But no, it is worse than that, and the girl rises to her feet as Kiada falls slowly down, shifting from harpy to woman in the process. No sooner does she touch the ground then Amalia is upon her, arms wrapped protectively around the girl. Fur rises on the leopardess' skin, though she doesn't notice it, nor the fangs in her mouth, the way her ears curve and grow, or the tail that falls down her legs. She pulls away from Kiada, but keeps her hands on Kiada's arms, surveying the girl for any damage. "Are you okay? Did they hurt you? And the others?"
Looking around, Amalia wipes the dust from her face, surprised to find her cheeks wet. She steps back from Kiada and the pit suddenly spins, her vision growing tired and faint, body trembling like a leaf. Lowering her head between her knees, the young woman takes deep, shuddering breaths, exhaustion eating at her bones.
