Amalia
"Culling? I suppose." Amalia does not feel the loss as acutely: she was not born into shape changing, and though she feels her soul in each shift, it is always the leopardess she has felt most attuned to. Still, she understands how it would leave a hole, her smile empathetic. "Not just you. I can still speak to them - animals, and companions. But I feel almost like I'm re-learning how to be Attuned." Limited speech and her partial shifting delayed for so long have been challenges, to be sure.
When Remi turns around, Amalia expects... well, she's not sure. To be walked through more wing-flapping, or musculature. Not to be told not to let her mind take over - "That's kind of my thing," she murmurs wryly - or for him to suddenly fall, flipping back off the cliff and vanishing from view.
It's only a second before he's back in her sight, but in that second Amalia feels her heart leap into her throat. Walking to the edge of the bluffs herself, the baker looks down to the water below then back up at the sky. "Vi, guide me," the Shield murmurs under her breath--
--then steps off into the wind and air, free-falling a moment before catching a thermal, her body unsteady as her legs dangle awkwardly below, forcing her to double her efforts as she fights against the drag
When Remi turns around, Amalia expects... well, she's not sure. To be walked through more wing-flapping, or musculature. Not to be told not to let her mind take over - "That's kind of my thing," she murmurs wryly - or for him to suddenly fall, flipping back off the cliff and vanishing from view.
It's only a second before he's back in her sight, but in that second Amalia feels her heart leap into her throat. Walking to the edge of the bluffs herself, the baker looks down to the water below then back up at the sky. "Vi, guide me," the Shield murmurs under her breath--
--then steps off into the wind and air, free-falling a moment before catching a thermal, her body unsteady as her legs dangle awkwardly below, forcing her to double her efforts as she fights against the drag
she was so delicate
yet bursting with energy
kind of like a shattered star
