KIADA
tell the boy you love that you are too dangerous to keep
take scissors to the strings tying you to him
It absolutely is a compliment, but Kiada would be damned if she had to explain that to him. So she lets him take it as he will, but a pulse of love and truth gets sent over the silence from his end until her next comment reaches him, her large form lifting and taking the lead if only for a moment. And she snickers with the implication that he gives her, that he’d leave her behind. I’d love to see you try. She announces back to him with a quite avian wink of her scarlet eye.
But he questions if she has more forms, in a roundabout way, and she suddenly pauses in her wingbeats to realize that Deimos doesn’t know… She pauses just enough to catch up beside him again – her head angling toward him. I got one recently actually. She sends toward him, a small amount of sadness for realizing she hasn’t showed him before, and with that up in the air between them, the Harpy tucks her wings in tight and dives like a missile from the sky.
Soaring over the snow covered grounds, she finds a nice clearing with plenty of room before she expands her wings and slides in the snow, hoping he follows her as she shifts into the Caracal. Bronze fur with ebony ears, dark tufts leaving them as her blue gaze looks for Deimos, ready to trot and meet him wherever he lands.
But he questions if she has more forms, in a roundabout way, and she suddenly pauses in her wingbeats to realize that Deimos doesn’t know… She pauses just enough to catch up beside him again – her head angling toward him. I got one recently actually. She sends toward him, a small amount of sadness for realizing she hasn’t showed him before, and with that up in the air between them, the Harpy tucks her wings in tight and dives like a missile from the sky.
Soaring over the snow covered grounds, she finds a nice clearing with plenty of room before she expands her wings and slides in the snow, hoping he follows her as she shifts into the Caracal. Bronze fur with ebony ears, dark tufts leaving them as her blue gaze looks for Deimos, ready to trot and meet him wherever he lands.
do not eat, do not sleep
perfection is not obtainable
by those who are weak
by those who are weak
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
