Maeve
Perhaps it was all a little overkill. The antics and notions that they chose to use against the Hels. After all, the birds didn't stand much chance against even common arrows or whips. To infuse them with fire and lightening just seemed unfair. Still, it didn't stop the honeybee or the Nightshade from landing blow after devastating blow to the creatures. Melita shot another one further away, sending it into a tailspin that would surely be its demise. "Nice one!" The Nightshade called out in encouragement, grinning as she continued in her deadly dance, leaping in the air to strike against another unfortunate avian victim.
It took very little to send another out of the sky and at this point they were tied. Maybe they'd both be getting each other a drink. Fine by Maeve. She was simply happy for the company.
It took very little to send another out of the sky and at this point they were tied. Maybe they'd both be getting each other a drink. Fine by Maeve. She was simply happy for the company.
So come on, give me a taste
Of what it's like to be next to you
Won't let one drop go to waste
Your metaphorical gin and juice
Of what it's like to be next to you
Won't let one drop go to waste
Your metaphorical gin and juice
