When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
Alina nodded at Gideon's question. "I've been to Torchline. Never heard of Stormbreak, though." Considering the priest, the huntress, studied his features and his clothing. She was looking for some hint of what this new place was like. However, nothing jumped out at her.
Having successfully shooed off the Cat Sith she returned her attention to the man. When he mentioned he had something to tell her, she narrowed her eyes. "News?" She folded her arms across her chest. "I thought you were just here to enjoy the scenery." Eyes boring into him, she scowled a bit.
Shaking her head, she sighed. "What is your news?" She felt her shoulders hunching: news from outside the Greatwood rarely was good for the Fae.
Having successfully shooed off the Cat Sith she returned her attention to the man. When he mentioned he had something to tell her, she narrowed her eyes. "News?" She folded her arms across her chest. "I thought you were just here to enjoy the scenery." Eyes boring into him, she scowled a bit.
Shaking her head, she sighed. "What is your news?" She felt her shoulders hunching: news from outside the Greatwood rarely was good for the Fae.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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