Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
The Honeybee had just been wandering out the door of her cliffside home when the note came. Only for her to huff a breath, go back inside, retrieve her blunted arrows (rather than the bloodthirsty lightning, fire, or ice ones), before frolicking her way down to the Miana Pool. Fangorn and Sila came along, the latter testing out her wings against the still sharpened wind patterns, and the former content to bobble behind.
She repressed a residual shudder, following myriad of footpaths and other trails down towards the familiar coastline. To no surprise, the mermanta was already there, and she gave a hearty wave before companions dispersed to their own devices. “Hi Dama!” Pulling out her bow, and the assemblage of arrows, she already began notching one, eyes flickering back over the scene. “What did you want to work on?”
She repressed a residual shudder, following myriad of footpaths and other trails down towards the familiar coastline. To no surprise, the mermanta was already there, and she gave a hearty wave before companions dispersed to their own devices. “Hi Dama!” Pulling out her bow, and the assemblage of arrows, she already began notching one, eyes flickering back over the scene. “What did you want to work on?”
Melita
