Aviya found herself in the forest, running, running, running towards the smoke. Every ounce of her being pressed forward senselessly, her muscles tingling with anticipation of gods know what. The dark femme had no idea what was waiting for her in the forest, but she followed the smoke and the scent of her father. Something within her dark breast, hidden away by the silver-gold armor that covered her, made her panic. Icy blue eyes narrowed, her breathing was jerky and crazed, and yet she pressed forward, until finally she burst into the scene.
Aviya entered just in time to see the black wolf, covered in and followed by smoke, lunge towards the Moon Goddess, and in turn, Mesec. "FATHER!" Aviya screamed, turning rapidly around to search for the blood bay. Finding him, quicker than anticipated, she darted towards him. The snarling of the wolf, however, pulled her attention away. The feeling that bloomed within Aviya was foreign, but it was present. It was burning against her heart, and she could only place it as some sort of possessiveness. As much as she hated the demi-god for dirtying her family, their bloodlines, he was still her's to torture, to bully, to tear down, and no one else's. "MESEC! MOVE!" Aviya screamed again, turning her panicked body, in a most ungraceful manner, to run between the wolf and the moon demi-god.
A broken horn on her brow lowered, her body collected and tensed, and she barreled towards the smoke-creature. A furious fire raged behind her pale eyelids, her body already wet with the foaming sweat that poured from her panicked body. Aviya aimed to stab the wolf in its shoulder. Her foggy magic danced at her hooves before finally jutting out, trying to distract the wolf and have his focus turned away from Mesec, and in turn, the Moon Goddess.
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