It's said she's made of storm cells
and a wild wolf's hungry heart

“I do, sister”

She knew it, and the filly was excited to be the bait for her brothers trap. She was excited to see the ash that her brother could control. While at first she was jealous, she had to remember that she had been born graced with magic. And now they fit together, even more. One being as two, each other’s mirror, each others half.

The filly was always trying to do her best, especially when it came to her brother. She wanted to prove to him how strong she was, how alike they were in their prowess, how they could grow together and take mountains beneath their reign. She wanted to be a conqueror, but she was only so much of one as Kianzo was. And she relied on him entirely for it. She held the grace and gentleness, gifted from her mother, with the sharp temper and tongue of her father. Kianzo, carried most of the brute force - even still being foals, they were promising in their stature and size itself to take on the world bit by bit. She had the wit, he had the force.

Kiada laid the trap, and Kianzo swooped in, using his magic to suspend the unsuspecting bunnies. A charm of a giggle escaped the girl at the mere sight of all the fright within their poor limp frames. She stood, on gangly legs to get a closer look at the creatures as they floated in the air, surrounded by clouds of darkness. She listened, prideful as her ivory rimmed ears flicked to her brother as he purred “perfect, sister”. The line of flames that ignited her back were fading from the rabbits as her job was done, soon to be replaced by another flicker of emotion.

That is, until she spotted a looming beast behind her brother. Instinctively, she turned on her heels as best she could with her lumbering unexperienced legs. Her ears flickered back against her ebony skull as ivory outlined oceanic eyes sized up the intruder. Once she realized it was none other than a deer, her ears pulled back up in curiosity. Shooting a glance over at her brother, a sickening smile crossed her pink splotched lips.

“Brother, we have been graced with another. Can we try it on this one too?” Her blue gaze sought out her twins’ for a moment before she turned her attention on Haldir once again. She moved toward him, then, slowly as to not startle the strange looking deer. All while the flames that flickered upon her back died of the rabbits and were reborn in shapes of little deer. Their antlers flickering and reaching for the sky as she stepped carefully and gracefully ever closer to the Haldir, not knowing that the trap she was trying to set would end up more than likely backfiring in her face.

"Talk."

that she's learnt the lightning's secret—

to ripping darkened skies apart.

Kiada