troy falls a thousand times // in every dream i dream
Approach he does, and with it the Harpy’s casually toying with the newfound fire magic within her veins, as if just in case (despite knowing it would do nothing to a fellow Ancient, still the thought aligned. She could shift, if worse came to worse.) But for now, he hovers over her shoulder, her head tilting slightly to give him some room but also to better try to glance toward him.
Sister, means that he’s definitely either out of his mind, or starving to death, or both. And Kiada is just about to respond to the initial inquiry when she feels his hand touch her hair. “I’m Kiada.” He offers, reaching up to let her incredibly hot lava warmed hand lift to touch his arm, tilting her head back to peer up at him. “Who are you?” She asks, the question returned.
Sister, means that he’s definitely either out of his mind, or starving to death, or both. And Kiada is just about to respond to the initial inquiry when she feels his hand touch her hair. “I’m Kiada.” He offers, reaching up to let her incredibly hot lava warmed hand lift to touch his arm, tilting her head back to peer up at him. “Who are you?” She asks, the question returned.
KIADA
( like ashes, like ashes // like a star burning out )
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
