When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
As the fox shifted to human, Alina narrowed her eyes. An Attuned then, not that she particularly cared. As the man stepped in front of the doe, she snorted. Taking an arrow from the quiver on her hip, she nocked it and pulled the string back to her ear.
Aiming directly at the stranger and the deer she growled at him. "Move. It's too late to save her. Best thing to do is put her out of her misery at this point." With the amount of blood the animal lost, it would indeed be a mercy. Which is why the huntress loosed her arrow, figuring the Attuned would just duck out of the way.
Aiming directly at the stranger and the deer she growled at him. "Move. It's too late to save her. Best thing to do is put her out of her misery at this point." With the amount of blood the animal lost, it would indeed be a mercy. Which is why the huntress loosed her arrow, figuring the Attuned would just duck out of the way.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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