KIADA
burn it into my collar, hollowed onto your wrist
Kiada has always always been a firebrand, an ember turned wildfire, quick to make her decisions and stick with them regardless of who and what thought it to be a good idea. Some of those ended in mistakes, in her alliance with Kisamoa who turned out to destroy her home. Some of those had been full of hope, the ability to love whomever she chose and stand with them as both a protector and a lover.
Chulane has been nothing but good for her and to her, and in the end all Kiada can hope for is that Deimos and Amalia can see that. And she thinks that they will, when they find out how happy she is. It doesn’t mean that they won’t try to protect her if necessary… But, it certainly means that she won’t be quick to tell them just how much the man behind her means to her.
In short, they’ll have to deal.
And so she explains how she got the Monster Hunter’s Guild, a light hum of laughter leaving her as she gives into the feeling of the massage along her skin, at the tension that’s relieved. “I’ve observed the Sparkbird in the Grounds, a few other random ones sprinkled therein. I’ve been sacrificed to the Fae’s Tulminhar in the Greatwood when I was captured with Amalia.” She lists off a few she knows off the top of her head.
“Don’t typically hunt unless necessary, unless it’s asked of us. I mostly just want to gain information to better protect ourselves against them if they become a threat.” Scarred shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.
Chulane has been nothing but good for her and to her, and in the end all Kiada can hope for is that Deimos and Amalia can see that. And she thinks that they will, when they find out how happy she is. It doesn’t mean that they won’t try to protect her if necessary… But, it certainly means that she won’t be quick to tell them just how much the man behind her means to her.
In short, they’ll have to deal.
And so she explains how she got the Monster Hunter’s Guild, a light hum of laughter leaving her as she gives into the feeling of the massage along her skin, at the tension that’s relieved. “I’ve observed the Sparkbird in the Grounds, a few other random ones sprinkled therein. I’ve been sacrificed to the Fae’s Tulminhar in the Greatwood when I was captured with Amalia.” She lists off a few she knows off the top of her head.
“Don’t typically hunt unless necessary, unless it’s asked of us. I mostly just want to gain information to better protect ourselves against them if they become a threat.” Scarred shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.
heaven knows i don't follow, but i believe in this
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
