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10-29-2015, 10:46 AM
Νεχ ποσσυμ τεχυμ ωιωερε, νεχ σινε τε
She glared at the boy and ruffled the feathers in annoyance, the slender tail beginning to thrash behind her. He refused to leave, and it didn't feel good to have him hovering over her while she lay on the ground. Flattening the ears against the poll she unfurled the legs and heaved herself up on the feet, wings half spread in an instinctive attempt to make herself appear larger and more intimidating. The effect wasn't overwhelming, to tell the truth; it just made her look more like an angry, puffed up kitten - only without the needle-prick claws and sharp teeth.
"I don't believe you."
Her voice was flat, laconic, and the way she looked at him was clearly suspicious. Magic was amazing and it could heal, but Erthë didn't think anything could fix her eye anymore. Maybe one of the gods could... but this stupid boy definitely wasn't one of them.
Still... his words woke a longing in her. It sure would be nice to have the eye back to normal. It had never been of much use, but at least it hadn't been painful before. Sniffing she considered the gangly looking colt, eyelids narrowing in a calculating way. Could it possibly get worse? She wasn't sure what kind of magic he had, or how he intended to fix her, or even if he knew what he was doing. It might hurt, it might be dangerous - magic wasn't to be trifled with, she'd at least learned that much in her short lifespan.
Above all, she didn't like his tone, or how he tried to bribe her.
"Prove it"
she demanded, and raised the head with a challenging smirk. "Prove that you can fix my eye; and then maybe I'll play with you."
If he didn't want to, he could just leave her alone.
@Knox
sorry for the wait
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