hold me close smother me, my little dracula wrap your arms around me
The bat's heart fluttered when she saw the raven stop. It was a hopeful second in which she thought he might've heard, might come back. But that hope drained away when she felt that nothing had changed in the energy he possessed. He was still afraid, still horrified, he'd only changed his tactic. She was foolish for thinking she could help him in this way, by chasing him high into the frigid Halovian skies.
But maybe concern wasn't her only driving factor. Maybe there was something spiteful, something jealous in the way she followed him. Envious of how effortlessly he'd disappeared, and bitter at how she'd thought to do the same many times, but had been too afraid. It was a cruel thought, unfair to both him and herself really, but Aisha was not born a kind creature. She was selfish like the lot of us, and right now what she wanted was for Korbin to listen to her, like a petulant child begging for attention.
She did not expect him to turn on her like that, to swoop and become the hunter rather than the prey. He was better equipped than her in this form, with sharp talons for an omnivorous scavenger. Were they not so high she would've shifted into the leopard again, to lash out and pluck him out of the sky. She couldn't, they were beyond that point.
Aisha felt fear, it mingled with his own in the bond. If he wanted to he could watch her fall, plummet from the sky with one well timed slash at her wings. She thought he might, she thought it might; would it like to see her lose the game? Aisha flapped, pushing herself back, out of the way of the raven's talons, and watched him coldly, hesitantly. Like an animal.
But maybe concern wasn't her only driving factor. Maybe there was something spiteful, something jealous in the way she followed him. Envious of how effortlessly he'd disappeared, and bitter at how she'd thought to do the same many times, but had been too afraid. It was a cruel thought, unfair to both him and herself really, but Aisha was not born a kind creature. She was selfish like the lot of us, and right now what she wanted was for Korbin to listen to her, like a petulant child begging for attention.
She did not expect him to turn on her like that, to swoop and become the hunter rather than the prey. He was better equipped than her in this form, with sharp talons for an omnivorous scavenger. Were they not so high she would've shifted into the leopard again, to lash out and pluck him out of the sky. She couldn't, they were beyond that point.
Aisha felt fear, it mingled with his own in the bond. If he wanted to he could watch her fall, plummet from the sky with one well timed slash at her wings. She thought he might, she thought it might; would it like to see her lose the game? Aisha flapped, pushing herself back, out of the way of the raven's talons, and watched him coldly, hesitantly. Like an animal.
AISHA
