KIADA
you are a weapon
He says he knows, and she offers him a small smirk and a shrug in response. Her gaze drifts from him, finding him nothing to be truly wary of, as she nods. “Yeah, it is.” She agrees. But when he mentions that it’s rare that nothing is happening, she offers a quiet snort of laughter in response. “But don’t you think it’s almost… weird? To get so used to things happening, that when they don’t you’re certain something is just wrong?” She asks, eyes slipping back toward him.But he says his name, and offers another bow and she gives him a toothy grin. “Feral, nice to meet you.” She says, not remarking on the name at all. She’s met people with weirder names, sometimes she doesn’t even learn people’s real names and simply refers to them as their chosen ones. It’s nothing unusual to the Harpy. But, if Feral is looking for food, perhaps the more the merrier might help in getting something to eat.
Her gaze lingers on him briefly before turning back toward the grasses around them. “What were you hunting for? I could help.” She asks casually, internally wanting something to do so terribly bad.
and weapons
don't
weep
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
