KIADA
The girl follows the bard, and as she aims to try and ram her head into his leg, she’s met with Isuma. If Jigano felt a flicker of annoyance, it was nothing like the frustration that overcame the girl as he raises his voice. She snorts slightly, momentarily standing still as Isuma rubs against her. Kiada’s ears flicker uncertainly, before they pin for a moment. “Hey!” She calls out after him, feeling the soreness of her throat in a strange way as she tries to shout down the attuned bond. Her whiskers tremble as she pins the bard with a stare that’s quite distinctly Kiada, while her tail flickers back and forth.
She momentarily forgets Isuma, pushing past the gryphon to try and catch up to the Bard again with a bit of a scowl on her face. She wants him to stop and turn to her, to talk to her. To say something other than sneer and continue doing whatever he’s doing. But there’s a sickness within her that believes it’s perhaps that the man before her doesn’t care anymore. Perhaps she should return his flute, and his books. That might show him.
She can’t help the swing of her mood, and her ears flatten as another growl rumbles from her throat.
She momentarily forgets Isuma, pushing past the gryphon to try and catch up to the Bard again with a bit of a scowl on her face. She wants him to stop and turn to her, to talk to her. To say something other than sneer and continue doing whatever he’s doing. But there’s a sickness within her that believes it’s perhaps that the man before her doesn’t care anymore. Perhaps she should return his flute, and his books. That might show him.
She can’t help the swing of her mood, and her ears flatten as another growl rumbles from her throat.
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
