When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
To say that Alina had been surprised to receive a note from her fellow Fae would be an understatement. The huntress was used to seeking out others, not the other way around. Still, she after receiving the notes, she found her curiousity piqued.
Heading towards the Drop at the appropriate time, she scoped out the situation from afar at first. Only when she had determined that all seemed safe, albeit not well, did she approach. "You asked for me, sister?" Her voice rang out, and she gave Nephele a challenging and considering look.
However, it grew concerned as Alina took in the other woman's state. "What troubles you?" The huntress' grip on her spear tightened, and her eyes flashed as if she could strike down whatever had hurt her kin.
Heading towards the Drop at the appropriate time, she scoped out the situation from afar at first. Only when she had determined that all seemed safe, albeit not well, did she approach. "You asked for me, sister?" Her voice rang out, and she gave Nephele a challenging and considering look.
However, it grew concerned as Alina took in the other woman's state. "What troubles you?" The huntress' grip on her spear tightened, and her eyes flashed as if she could strike down whatever had hurt her kin.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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