KIADA
As Auni bounds toward Jigano, begging for a scratch, Kiada watches through her peripheral vision to see the Bard kneel on one knee to scratch. Auni, having no complaints of what kind or how much of an attention he received, allows Jigano to press his forehead to his own, and he snorts a small puff of an exhale toward Isuma in greeting as his tail wags entirely happy with the results of this greeting. As Jigano sits back and speaks, Kiada finally turns her head toward her pale haired friend and nods in understanding.
“It’s been an adjustment.” She says simply, sighing before reaching down to scratch the Luxere behind his antlers. “Tea sounds good, if you don’t mind.” She adds, feeling the chill within her body and wondering if the warmth of tea might liven her mood and make her not as hollow feeling within. He gestures to the Loreseeker’s Guildhall, and she glances toward it before her icy gaze slips back down toward Jigano.
“It’s mostly just trying to adjust to the time I spent with the Fae, now to return and deal with everything that’s changing here too.” She offers a bit vaguely, shoulders rising and falling in a shrug. “I’m trying to learn how to deal with it all.” Because the Harpy has never been good at dealing with it, instead she always pushed it down, fought for something else, ignored it until it simply disappeared. This time the events were different, and no matter how much she tries to swallow it down and dismiss it, they come back to haunt her night after night after night.
“It’s been an adjustment.” She says simply, sighing before reaching down to scratch the Luxere behind his antlers. “Tea sounds good, if you don’t mind.” She adds, feeling the chill within her body and wondering if the warmth of tea might liven her mood and make her not as hollow feeling within. He gestures to the Loreseeker’s Guildhall, and she glances toward it before her icy gaze slips back down toward Jigano.
“It’s mostly just trying to adjust to the time I spent with the Fae, now to return and deal with everything that’s changing here too.” She offers a bit vaguely, shoulders rising and falling in a shrug. “I’m trying to learn how to deal with it all.” Because the Harpy has never been good at dealing with it, instead she always pushed it down, fought for something else, ignored it until it simply disappeared. This time the events were different, and no matter how much she tries to swallow it down and dismiss it, they come back to haunt her night after night after night.
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
