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Something was itching inside her - an urge, a desire, drawing her to the caverns. The iron lady was not a huge fan of small, dark, enclosed spaces, and her ears pinned to her skull as she pranced for a few moments outside the entrance, pawing the ground nervously. But the feeling was too strong, tugging at her innards and telling her to go towards it - she could not resist any longer, and took one tentative step into the caves. Her ebony hooves created a massive din on the stone floor, the sound echoing and thrusting itself back at her. A snort fled her flared nostrils, but she continued forwards, following the hum in the back of her mind. To her considerable dismay, the sound led her down the darkest of the many paths, and it was with a sense of impending doom that the silver mare chose to follow her head rather than her instincts. She was a warrior, daughter of storms and thunder; she could conquer a small matter of a dark cave. Now the hum had intensified to an almost unbearable buzz, like a swarm of bees had taken up residence inside her head, which no amount of shaking would disperse. Another snort escaped her but she continued on her determined path forwards, tail lashing at her flanks and ears remaining laced to her head. Finally she could see the source - a crackling ball of energy, reminding her of lightning; oh, it was beautiful. She wanted to touch it, to devour its power and take it for her own, but something told her she mustn't. Oh, how she wanted it - there was greed in her eyes as she got closer, and realised with a dismayed pang that she wasn't alone. It was tempting to brandish her horn and chase the others away, because she was the child of lightning and it should be hers, yet she didn't. Instead she ventured closer, breathing a sigh of relief as the buzzing finally ceased and she could drink in the majestic orb. She noted in a detatched manner that it was the same colour as her eyes, and that made her even more eager to touch it, to have it. "" [ Magic: Shock x Water | 'Freezing thunder'; able to summon a small 'reverse' thunderstorm, where the rain is icy hail and the lightning is so cold that, instead of burning, it causes pain by freezing. ] |
Other characters have permission to use magic/violence against Nyx at any time.
