Amalia
'Cause she's just like the weather
Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
Seren may be quick and nimble, but Amalia is sprier and better trained, with an hunter's precision and a prey's self-preservation. She watches the young star with sharp, attentive eyes, the scales on her cheeks and shoulders now fringed by silver fur. A slight, fanged smile curves at her lips as Seren tenses to spring, but this time Amalia doesn't move away.Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
Instead, as the younger demigoddess flies toward her, the Angel simply blows.
A gust of warm wind picks up at once, surrounding the pair and pressing forward, directly into Seren. Even if she isn't weightless she will find herself thrown back - and healed simultaneously from any injuries she may gain along the way. Assuming Seren hasn't managed to dodge the attack Amalia will stand, straightening and tilting her head but remaining where she is. "You're fighting harder, not smarter. Being strong- it isn't about hitting as hard as you can. You have to be aware of your surroundings, and the life around you. Especially if you want to fight and protect at the same time."
