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KIADA && KIANZO once upon a time...
Finally, everything was right in Kiada’s world. She stood alongside her brother, her other half, the sun to her moon. They were able to once again adventure with one another, learn things together, fight alongside one another, and it was such a wonderful thing for her. They could finally become that unstoppable force, one that they could have been the whole time before fate pulled them away from one another. Now, she wouldn’t let him out of her sight for long. And as she moved, she kept an extremely close proximity, her ivory hip brushing against his golden one with every step. They came upon a gathering, where a few familiar faces lurked, as Kiada’s gaze danced to the large tree in the middle. Khairi hopped alongside the trio, unable to fly slow enough and keep height on them to stay near them. And he missed Keusi far too much to be able to fly out of her sight. When they approached the large pine, Kianzo paused in his step and the filly did the same. Her flames flickering with deer of curiosity, melded with griffons here and there. Finally a confident child among the great brute force of her twin. His pale muzzle turned into a grin, and her ivory rimmed ears flickered to him as he began to speak, twitching lightly with the gentle tugs he gave her. “Oh, there’s plenty of intriguing items.” She cooed in response. “But I’m not sure if there’s anything of use to us.” Her voice had lowered into a whisper, as her blues sought his briefly as he pulled a gentle piece of her white forelock. She stood behind, watching as he took one of the teeth that Keusi had shed and wrapped it around the tree with the piece of her mane. Immediately, she knew she had to do the same. At least, now that she had him with her. His gaze sharpened onto her as she bounded toward him, grace lacing each swift step. She moved alongside him, pressing her face into his neck gently while her pink lips trailed his own dual colored mane, aiming for a small piece of the dark brown that adorned most of his neck. She pulled a piece from his neck, grinning to him with her pink splotched lips, before moving to Khairi who had plucked a feather of his own and waited patiently for the piece of mane from Kianzo. The filly lowered the other item to the bird, who then wrapped it around his pale feather, then took off to the sky to place it high among the tree before returning to Kiada. “The two parts of my soul as well.” She answered in a light tone, her voice calm and soothing as her gaze trailed to the turtle before looking back at Kianzo, leaning into his gilded embrace. "Talk." an angel and a devil, pressed their hands to their hearts — and started the apocalypse. |
Mentions @Kianzo. Hangs a feather from Khairi by a strand of mane from Kianzo!
IT'S SAID SHE'S MADE OF STORM CELLS
AND A WILD WOLF'S HUNGRY HEART,
THAT SHE'S LEARNT THE LIGHTNING'S SECRET
TO RIPPING DARKENED SKIES APART.
