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

She waited, watching with bated breath as he took in the information Romina had given her. Bright oceanic eyes scanned his stone-like face aside from the parts that moved where the stone illusion had washed away. Her tail twitched slightly as the Dorobian princess waited to see if he would cross her information. But no, instead she was pleasantly surprised with a growly “alright”. She would’ve nearly pranced in place with her excitement. The deer continued to flicker all while Khairi buried his cotton-ball self further into her as if he could escape the annoyance of the two twins’ conversation. The filly said nothing as she watched his eyes trail to her back where her emotion magic was vibrant, flickering and bright.

“Are those flames hot?” She heard in his gargled muffled voice. It was softer this time, more curious and not as rugged as before. Was she getting somewhere with him? She might have been, but she knew that her flames were useless, harmless, if not for showing the world every little feeling she had at any given time. A small frown crossed her face and she turned her ivory striped skull away from him for a moment with a shake of her head. “No, I wish it did. It’s harmless and it’s stupid.” She muttered. Then she began to wonder if he would believe her. So she turned back to him then and slipped closer to him – avoiding personal space in its entirety. She was very close now, and if she wanted to she could reach out and touch him – likewise he could touch her if he wanted to as well, she didn’t care. “You can see for yourself?” Kiada cocked her head to him with another charming smile.

She was jealous of Ru’in and Kianzo. She was jealous at the fact that the male twins of the two sets held so much power and magic. Kiada and Romina were left figuring out how to prevent the world from seeing their emotions on a platter while Ru’in pushed things over with an invisible force and Kianzo paralyzed and crushed opponents with a cloud of ash and flame. Why didn’t they get graced with magic that could be used offensively? When she had to hunt for Khairi, she had to do it the hard way or beg Kianzo to trap something for him when he was younger. She hated being defenseless, and hated being so emotional in the first place. All she wanted was the same opportunity as Kianzo and Ru’in – to have magic that could bring people to their knees if she wished it so.

"Talk."

that she's learnt the lightning's secret—

to ripping darkened skies apart.

Kiada