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01-22-2017, 05:16 PM
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KIADA && KIANZO once upon a time...
Reconciliation was something the filly had attempted to do with her brother, though deep down she knew she'd never truly forgive the colt. He needed to prove to her that he would be there for her - that if she were to get close he wouldn't end up leaving her again. Kiada thought she could handle a lot of things in her life with poise and grace, but her other half leaving her was something she knew would continually break her if she indeed suffered the date more than once. So while she agreed with Kianzo, she wasn't going to drop everything for him. He could take it how he wanted to, but Kiada wasn't a fool. She wouldn't be played as one. And it was this thought that continued to come to the forefront of her mind. She was strong, independent, powerful. She'd get the things she wanted out of life, whether or not Kianzo was there beside her. Women were forces of nature. She allowed Khairi to land upon her back once more while she and Kianzo talked, but when a loud voice erupted over the land, and the ground seemed to shake with some sort of event, it took far more of her interest. She moved quickly from the place she had shared with Kianzo toward the sound, evading any parental figures should they be there to bear witness to her approach. And as she closed in and her eyes fell upon the giant wolfish bone creature, fear was the last thing on her mind. She was excited, her eyes growing wide and hungry as she took in the power of the beast as he pushed his way through the crowds. Oh how she yearned for such a gift. The flames along her back erupted as deer and lions as her curiosity and courage began to animate her spine. Immediately, she moved toward the beast but not in the way the others did. She aimed to move toward the voice in whichever direction she thought it came from. She edged closer to the beast as well, as it began its rampage. “I will help you in your cause!” She called out to the giant creature, aiming for Kaos wherever he may be. If anyone was going to be upset about the choices of people she chose to surround herself with, she might as well have given them a reason. And then, as she awaited a response, she pressed the anger that situated itself into her and began to create three small vortex's of fire around her and her brother, her eyes remaining on the large beast as if to scream 'i will be your puppet, let us help you in your plight’, the fire surrounding her aiming to prevent anyone else (especially her father) to try and pull her away. "Talk." an angel and a devil, pressed their hands to their hearts — and started the apocalypse. |
Posting on my phone so I apologise for any issues ;-; @Kianzo
Kiada offers herself and hopefully Kianzo for helping Kaos!
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.
