WEAVER
Oh, if she could hear the laugh she would approve. She has always been a little jealous of the attuned bond, particularly now that Loren can speak to her brother and yet Weaver cannot. Not that she cannot read her brother, but still, it would be nice. Alas, she cannot hear the attuned, though she still likes Kiada regardless. They are both spirited, feisty things.
The fire works, though Weaver isn’t expecting the large cat-thing that appears in front of her. No clue what it is, but this one looks more deadly than the vulture. The cat is also moving toward her legs rather quickly, and Weaver does her best to jump sideways, Kiada managing to knock into her left leg regardless. Weaver lands, off balance and stumbling, calling another fireball and launching it toward the cat (slightly off target on purpose, just to be somewhat careful). And yes, Weaver is made of fire, but mostly, she just doesn’t have any other good tricks. A gentle breeze wasn’t going to do shit.
Besides, might as well make sure Kiada is ready for that drink, because Weaver is always ready.
The fire works, though Weaver isn’t expecting the large cat-thing that appears in front of her. No clue what it is, but this one looks more deadly than the vulture. The cat is also moving toward her legs rather quickly, and Weaver does her best to jump sideways, Kiada managing to knock into her left leg regardless. Weaver lands, off balance and stumbling, calling another fireball and launching it toward the cat (slightly off target on purpose, just to be somewhat careful). And yes, Weaver is made of fire, but mostly, she just doesn’t have any other good tricks. A gentle breeze wasn’t going to do shit.
Besides, might as well make sure Kiada is ready for that drink, because Weaver is always ready.
I was made to be wild, wicked, and free
