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

Her ears flickered as he agreed with her. And after she admitted she wished she could’ve helped, he also agreed to that. Kiada’s ears twitched away from him for a moment while she read deeper into his voice realizing he wasn’t blaming her. Not like Kianzo might have. No, he didn’t blame her but he hoped it would help his creations. And before she could think about continuing on with the thoughts swirling around her mind, he explained why. That his magic couldn’t keep it going. This fascinated her. She lifted her head and nodded solemnly to him. It was almost a relief that his magic couldn’t do something. She was internally pleased by this for the moment as she began to watch him with wide bright eyes as he attempted to get the wings to work once again.

A soft breath and there it went, flapping further and stronger until he couldn’t stop it. It snapped and fell to the earth at their feet and Kiada felt her heart shiver with sadness at how something so beautiful could be so broken. And Ru’in, he was angry. As a roar erupted from his throat, he stamped his large three toed feet against the ground stepping away from her. A frown found her pink splattered lips, but she wasn’t frightened. She had dealt with a lot of anger from Kianzo. He would always apologize after, but she was still the one that was the reason for his anger. But she wasn’t the reason for Ru’in’s anger, no. She had nothing to do with it, so why would he be upset with her?

Still, she slipped away from the close proximity of the mutated colt with ears drooping in uncertainty. She moved to face him instead of alongside him, lowering her ink dipped muzzle to the earth where the shards of bronze lay as dust that was not coming back. It wasn’t really any of their faults. So she turned her attention back to her cousin and offered him an encouraging smile. “Hey, its okay. It was an accident.” She called to him, shifting her weight on tiny black legs. “You just gotta practice with it more. Romina and I were practicing ours. You should keep practicing too.” She nodded to him, mentioning the fact that Romina and her had been practicing keeping their emotions in check. Both of the girls had emotion related magic, but they were fiery souls that would do anything to show the world what they were made of. They wouldn’t let some emotional display ruin that for them. So she encouraged Ru’in with the words of his own sister. “Practice makes perfect.” She reiterated from Mother before stepping closer to him once again. “Make another one! Figure out why the other one broke and make this one better than that!”

"Talk."

that she's learnt the lightning's secret—

to ripping darkened skies apart.

Kiada