KIADA
the harpy
She hadn’t had much to do today, being unable to go out while the sun was still risen – unable to force herself to test her limits when it came to it. So she stuck to shadows and darkness, to the home with Chulane that she’d started to keep track of, adjusting things here and there, making things in her downtime, sometimes spending time peering out the windows at the passersby.
She’s busy working on her own little makeshift target when she hears Chulane’s bellow from outside, casting a glance toward the window and peering through the curtain to see that it was indeed getting dark, and her beautiful ride had arrived. She has little to grab, aside from herself and a jacket purely for looks rather than necessity, and she bounds outside to slip into the sleigh with a bright fanged grin given toward her lover for his trouble. “This is nice.” She murmurs, reaching forward before he takes off to run her fingers through his fur. But she settles quickly enough, because they’re heading toward this event she’s heard rumors about.
She spies Deimos, flashing him a soft smile, temporarily forgetting that she wasn’t attuned and couldn’t project her thoughts toward him in greeting and playfulness, instead retaining her own to herself and feeling relatively saddened by the thought. She doesn’t have time to dwell, however, not as Chulane is offering his hand in his fuzzy human form and she’s gladly grasping it to pull herself down from the sleigh. “Is that so?” She asks Chulane with that bright smile of hers, stuffing down the sadness from just moments before.
Kiada’s iceberg gaze flits toward Deimos then, that same soft smile granted toward the acting Warden. “So, how does this work?” She asks both Deimos and Chulane, a dark brow raised as she peers between the two of them, waiting for an explanation.
She’s busy working on her own little makeshift target when she hears Chulane’s bellow from outside, casting a glance toward the window and peering through the curtain to see that it was indeed getting dark, and her beautiful ride had arrived. She has little to grab, aside from herself and a jacket purely for looks rather than necessity, and she bounds outside to slip into the sleigh with a bright fanged grin given toward her lover for his trouble. “This is nice.” She murmurs, reaching forward before he takes off to run her fingers through his fur. But she settles quickly enough, because they’re heading toward this event she’s heard rumors about.
She spies Deimos, flashing him a soft smile, temporarily forgetting that she wasn’t attuned and couldn’t project her thoughts toward him in greeting and playfulness, instead retaining her own to herself and feeling relatively saddened by the thought. She doesn’t have time to dwell, however, not as Chulane is offering his hand in his fuzzy human form and she’s gladly grasping it to pull herself down from the sleigh. “Is that so?” She asks Chulane with that bright smile of hers, stuffing down the sadness from just moments before.
Kiada’s iceberg gaze flits toward Deimos then, that same soft smile granted toward the acting Warden. “So, how does this work?” She asks both Deimos and Chulane, a dark brow raised as she peers between the two of them, waiting for an explanation.
all bright things must burn
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
