KIADA
She needs to train with her attuned shifts – it’s the only thing she has against the creatures of LongNight. No magic to wield, nothing aside from weaponry. So she focuses on him when she turns to him, the exaggeration in his tones that have her chiming a bit of a laugh to accompany it. Someone’s certainly cocky. “Well, seeing as you only have the one, I’d say it’s fair.” She chimes to him, flashing a brilliant grin. At least it would be warmer to be wrapped up in her fur rather than the training leathers she sports right now.
But before she has a chance to shift or anything, she saunters over toward him to stand before him – peering up at him with a devilish grin that splashes across her face. “Feline shifts only. But, what if we tied a ribbon on one leg… Say, the front left? And we don’t let it touch the ground?” She flashes him a wider grin at this challenge – amused infinitely by the prospect and how much of a failure it might become.
At least it would be fun, right?
So she slips away from him to grab the ribbon she keeps in her bag just in case she needs it to tie something up, before she’s returning with two pieces of it and setting it out on the ground – trying to figure out how they’d go about tying it in the first place. Ah well, they’d get to that when they came to it. Ready? She asks, moments before she shifts into her caracal form, tufted ears perked toward him and iceberg eyes looking up at him, long tail sweeping behind her.
But before she has a chance to shift or anything, she saunters over toward him to stand before him – peering up at him with a devilish grin that splashes across her face. “Feline shifts only. But, what if we tied a ribbon on one leg… Say, the front left? And we don’t let it touch the ground?” She flashes him a wider grin at this challenge – amused infinitely by the prospect and how much of a failure it might become.
At least it would be fun, right?
So she slips away from him to grab the ribbon she keeps in her bag just in case she needs it to tie something up, before she’s returning with two pieces of it and setting it out on the ground – trying to figure out how they’d go about tying it in the first place. Ah well, they’d get to that when they came to it. Ready? She asks, moments before she shifts into her caracal form, tufted ears perked toward him and iceberg eyes looking up at him, long tail sweeping behind her.
i know every river has an end
you loved me and then you left
you loved me and then you didn't
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
