don't worry mother,
your daughter is a soldier
Amalia might be anxious, and Kiada understands the reasonings that may lay behind it. But she had her and Deimos there with her – well-worn in traversing worlds, continents, landscapes. They’d ensure that Amalia would be safe, ensure the love that the two of them have for the coldest places within the worlds they found themselves in, huddled around a fire, nothing but family and friends close.
Diving slightly, she sends a pulse of comfort and adventure toward Amalia and Deimos, her heart thundering in her chest as she lets her vulture form take control, diving her deeper and deeper as she considers the options with her scarlet gaze. The little islands? She questions, shifting her feathers slightly in her attempt to curve her soaring to glide and land along the top of the shelves of ice nestled within the black waters.
Kiada chooses the icebergs?
Diving slightly, she sends a pulse of comfort and adventure toward Amalia and Deimos, her heart thundering in her chest as she lets her vulture form take control, diving her deeper and deeper as she considers the options with her scarlet gaze. The little islands? She questions, shifting her feathers slightly in her attempt to curve her soaring to glide and land along the top of the shelves of ice nestled within the black waters.
Kiada chooses the icebergs?
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
