KIADA
Auni, infinitely pleased with the scratches that Deimos gives him, turns his eyes toward Amalia with a wag of his tail. As she extends the hand toward him, he rushes over to her to sniff at first before a small grunt of a sound escapes him and his tail wags faster – aiming to press his head into her. He does recognize her, and for a moment Kiada’s head swivels toward Amalia in a quiet wonder at what had gotten him so excited. She offers Amalia a smile, anyway, and shifts toward Deimos and Jigano as others begin to join.
She doesn’t ignore Deimos’ roguish grin, however, and immediately she offers him a wolfish one in return but for entirely different reasons. And it begins to fade slightly as she turns to Jigano and regards him as he introduces himself. “Pleased to meet you as well.” She offers with a semi toothy smile and a bob of her head in return. Auni, at this point as returned and shifts toward Jigano in the hopes of begging everyone attending for some kind of scratch or attention.
She settles in, however, following Jigano and Deimos as they rinse their hands and she does the same, ordering Auni mentally to settle in the middle and try not to bother too many people with it. But if he comes away with paint in his pale fur, she’d understand entirely. But she settles in, beside Deimos on the opposite side to Jigano, hoping to save the bard from any misfortune the two flames beside him could cast.
But she eyes the bread that Deimos has chosen, eyes the bread that Jigano has began to make as well, and chuckles quietly at what Jigano mentions in terms of taste testing. “Oh I hope so.” She acknowledges, grinning to the man before reaching for her own spices. Kiada has quite a sweet tooth, and its no surprise that she reaches for the lavender and honey, adding a tiny amount of cinnamon in as well. She begins to reach for the flour when she notices what Deimos has written within it, reading it and staring hard at him with flat eyes before looking toward where the arrow pointed.
“Her??” She almost hisses before laughing. “You’re joking.” She says – because in the Harpy’s mind she can’t imagine someone that beautiful being her relation. In this timeline or another. And she shakes her head for a moment before she hears Rexanna speak and her head shifts up toward the dark haired beauty working with the crafts. And with a hand full of flour, she side eyes Deimos before attempting to cover his chest and face with a small amount of the flour in her hands. Some does manage to get over toward Jigano, though she’s uncertain of where it lands. “You have horrible humor I hope you realize this.” She accuses, laughing at the idea and finding it completely impossible.
He would have to prove it to her.
She doesn’t ignore Deimos’ roguish grin, however, and immediately she offers him a wolfish one in return but for entirely different reasons. And it begins to fade slightly as she turns to Jigano and regards him as he introduces himself. “Pleased to meet you as well.” She offers with a semi toothy smile and a bob of her head in return. Auni, at this point as returned and shifts toward Jigano in the hopes of begging everyone attending for some kind of scratch or attention.
She settles in, however, following Jigano and Deimos as they rinse their hands and she does the same, ordering Auni mentally to settle in the middle and try not to bother too many people with it. But if he comes away with paint in his pale fur, she’d understand entirely. But she settles in, beside Deimos on the opposite side to Jigano, hoping to save the bard from any misfortune the two flames beside him could cast.
But she eyes the bread that Deimos has chosen, eyes the bread that Jigano has began to make as well, and chuckles quietly at what Jigano mentions in terms of taste testing. “Oh I hope so.” She acknowledges, grinning to the man before reaching for her own spices. Kiada has quite a sweet tooth, and its no surprise that she reaches for the lavender and honey, adding a tiny amount of cinnamon in as well. She begins to reach for the flour when she notices what Deimos has written within it, reading it and staring hard at him with flat eyes before looking toward where the arrow pointed.
“Her??” She almost hisses before laughing. “You’re joking.” She says – because in the Harpy’s mind she can’t imagine someone that beautiful being her relation. In this timeline or another. And she shakes her head for a moment before she hears Rexanna speak and her head shifts up toward the dark haired beauty working with the crafts. And with a hand full of flour, she side eyes Deimos before attempting to cover his chest and face with a small amount of the flour in her hands. Some does manage to get over toward Jigano, though she’s uncertain of where it lands. “You have horrible humor I hope you realize this.” She accuses, laughing at the idea and finding it completely impossible.
He would have to prove it to her.
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
