When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
As the man's voice spoke up, Alina whirled around. Her hands reached for weapons that weren't there. When they closed on air it was all she could do not to curse. She could've kicked herself for not going armed, but now she had to focus on this potential threat.
She stared at the stranger. Stepping away from the tree, her wings fanned as she took to the air, hovering just above the ground. Her eyes narrowed. "Who are you? And what are you doing here?"
Hands forming into fists, she studied him. He didn't look intimidating or threatening, but looks could be deceiving. And then her mind caught up with her ears. "Lots of people have potential. It doesn't mean they'll fulfill it. And how do you know what Ludo thinks of me?" She scowled.
Behind the man's back, a dark shape stepped out of a shadow. It was a Cat Sith, one of those cursed felines. Grimacing, she glared at it. It licked its paw and she scoffed.
She stared at the stranger. Stepping away from the tree, her wings fanned as she took to the air, hovering just above the ground. Her eyes narrowed. "Who are you? And what are you doing here?"
Hands forming into fists, she studied him. He didn't look intimidating or threatening, but looks could be deceiving. And then her mind caught up with her ears. "Lots of people have potential. It doesn't mean they'll fulfill it. And how do you know what Ludo thinks of me?" She scowled.
Behind the man's back, a dark shape stepped out of a shadow. It was a Cat Sith, one of those cursed felines. Grimacing, she glared at it. It licked its paw and she scoffed.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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