There was a small moment where, despite her desire to help, Alysanne might have left to find better help, feeling utterly ridiculous now and completely unneeded. What did she think she was doing, with her half-baked vigilante plan? She couldn’t fight, all she had was the water soaked into her skin and wings and the hope that it might just be enough. As foolish as she felt, hope could override that for the time being. The black and white stallion didn’t acknowledge her presence and she wondered if he even knew she was there – but at least he had not told her to go away. She jumped, scattering droplets over the floor, when plates of armour were sliding into place over his body.
But then Ranjiri was speaking to her and Alysanne was no longer focused on the stallion and she no longer thought it would be better if she just left. Sad, green eyes looked to the young girl and she shuddered at the words. So this was her father? Alysanne was glad now that Arty had not wanted to come back to Helovia with her. He was so much safer where he was. Finding her voice, she was surprised how solid it sounded – though it got away from her and grew shaky at the end. “You won’t be disposing of either of us, Ranjiri. You don’t really want that.” How easy it was to group everything as a lie – there was no difference than what Miykael had said to what Ranjiri was threatening now. She did not believe these were the true thoughts of the bright filly she had met but once.
But then, what did she know?
“No!” Despite her intentions, Alysanne hesitated when Ranjiri surged forward to attack her father, her own shout lost against the screeching of the fire-bird. But this wasn’t the time or place to revisit the wish that she would never see another attack. Wanting to push past how she felt cowardly and useless, she managed to move forward, bringing her to less than two feet away from the pair as the fire-bird called out again. Quickly now, those great, feathered wings were unfurled and she reared to give them a bit more space as she beat at the air (and hopefully not at Ranjiri’s father). It wasn’t her intention to hit either of them with her wings, really, but she had to be close to make sure those droplets of healing waters that were being scattered, cast off in all directions, would have a better chance of landing on Ranjiri. All she had was the hope that it would work.
She would apologize for any accidental blows she might have landed later.
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