10-11-2019, 10:39 PM
In the time between now and her encounter with the poisonous Rebelle, Saint has discovered new and wondrous pieces of her magic. Mostly, it is that she can sprout oil-slick black wings from her back, ones that glimmer iridescent rainbow against the sun. Sometimes, when she is especially angry—or when her brother has irritated her to no end—droplets of multicolored poison drip from her fangs. She only noticed her toxicity because the liquid shriveled the vibrant green leaves beneath her to a dead brown.
Such discoveries makes her smile, and she plays with these dangerous parts of herself whenever they decide to show themselves to her.
Saint could test her abilities within Tephra, but she likes to cross her beautiful home’s borders to see just how much she can control. Outside of her kingdom, she is more erratic, the shifting out of control and based almost entirely upon emotion. So, she travels—to learn more about herself and to find the discipline she needs to wield her magic.
There are hesitations, like how humane (or inhumane) is it to test any destructive portion of her on the life that springs around her. She shrugs it off, though, even as the fish that flash peach and brown beneath her seem to beg for mercy.
They have no idea, of course; but that pesky conscious of hers certainly likes to get in the way.
Luckily for the fish, the budding dragoness cannot call up her poison. She finds herself scaled and winged, eyes bright red to match her fury.
@[Rebelle] <3
Such discoveries makes her smile, and she plays with these dangerous parts of herself whenever they decide to show themselves to her.
Saint could test her abilities within Tephra, but she likes to cross her beautiful home’s borders to see just how much she can control. Outside of her kingdom, she is more erratic, the shifting out of control and based almost entirely upon emotion. So, she travels—to learn more about herself and to find the discipline she needs to wield her magic.
There are hesitations, like how humane (or inhumane) is it to test any destructive portion of her on the life that springs around her. She shrugs it off, though, even as the fish that flash peach and brown beneath her seem to beg for mercy.
They have no idea, of course; but that pesky conscious of hers certainly likes to get in the way.
Luckily for the fish, the budding dragoness cannot call up her poison. She finds herself scaled and winged, eyes bright red to match her fury.
@[Rebelle] <3
twin to drache
leliana's and vulgaris' daughter of tephra