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Wherever Ophelia went one could almost bet that Ktulu wouldn't be far behind and vice versa. This time, however, Ktulu had kept her distance as Ophelia had traveled, preferring to let her sister experience the world. Still, the young black dun had worried so she'd made her presence unknown, confident that Ophelia wouldn't suspect her unless something went wrong and she hoped dearly that nothing did go wrong. She hoped that Ophelia wouldn't be angry or upset if she decided to step in if it did but her job, first and foremost, was to ensure the safety of her beloved Ophelia.
As her pale sister had entered the outskirts of the Edge's forest Ktulu had held back, waiting. Once Ophelia was out of site her darker body slipped into the trees. She kept her distance, using her hearing and sense of smell to keep tabs on her sister. She heard when Ophelia stopped and began to speak. The deep voice of the one who answered her made her skin crawl, as did his scent. For everything he said Ophelia had an answer and it made a smirk cross Ktulu's face. For all her beauty and gentleness she surely had a sharp tongue.
Rather than edge closer to get a view of Ophelia and this Deimos that she was speaking to, Ktulu continued to circle around, deciding that she would rather be behind him should he try something foolish. It would be much easier to launch a counter attack, she thought.
Sounds of another one approaching had Ktulu stopping in her tracks, her ears straining forward to listen. Moments later she could hear another voice. The darker sibling began to inch closer now, listening as Ophelia spoke until her voice was cut off and she head the sound of a body hitting the ground.
Anger and fear surged through Ktulu's body and it was all she could do not to start crashing through the ruined trees and into the fray. Instead she moved forward cautiously, stopping suddenly when she felt as if she were beginning to weaken. As if her life was being ripped from her. The mare tossed her head back and backed away until she felt okay once more. Thankfully she could see the whole scene folding out before her. The darker stallion and the white one and her dear sister on the ground looking as though she were fighting for every breath.
Ktulu's ears pinned back against her skull and she reigned control of her own magic before focusing on the white stallion. She knew good and well who he was because Kri hated him so much. She focused everything she had on him, intending to cut off his air supply and leave him floundering like her sister was. "If she dies, you die." Ktulu's voice rang out with clear authority from the trees behind the group. She did not hear Mauja tell Deimos to stop. All she could see was her sister suffering and it didn't take a genius to figure out that they were the cause.
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