When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
Nodding at Gideon's words, Alina crossed her arms. "And where are these walls?" Her eyes bored into him, not trusting the outsider (or any outsider, for that matter).
Still, he was doing a good job winning that trust. As he complimented the woods, she glanced around at them, her lips curling into a brief smile. "It is blessed and beloved by them. And me." Her gaze flicked back to him.
When he talked about his previous encounters with Cat Sith she shook her head. "They are a terrible portent here." Grabbing a fallen branch, she poked at the feline. It hissed and swatted at it, before taking off and disappearing into the shadows once more.
Still, he was doing a good job winning that trust. As he complimented the woods, she glanced around at them, her lips curling into a brief smile. "It is blessed and beloved by them. And me." Her gaze flicked back to him.
When he talked about his previous encounters with Cat Sith she shook her head. "They are a terrible portent here." Grabbing a fallen branch, she poked at the feline. It hissed and swatted at it, before taking off and disappearing into the shadows once more.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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