There is nothing that revolts her more than the sensation of Celina’s fine skin as it comes between her teeth. She could bite harder. She should bite harder than she does. Maybe she should jerk her own head so that the pale skin might break and bleed as she is already broken and bleeding. Something in Lilliana urges her to fight - a primal instinct passed from mare to foal since the time of the first dawn that tells every horse that there is only fight or flight.
Only the fight has never been in her and as Celina already knows, the copper mare is very much an earth-bound soul.
It’s the revulsion that propels her away. Lilliana recoils away from the winged mare before she can force herself to break the pale woman’s skin. As the red mare goes to pull away, Celina’s weight comes crashing down - breaking over Lilliana like a breaking wave - down, down, down! The Taigan has nowhere else to go behind her and so her body instinctively swings to the left, leaving her already wounded shoulder and the right side of her neck exposed to Celina and her gnashing teeth as the chestnut mare tries to side-step away.
As Celina’s right wing tangles between her legs at that precise moment, Lilliana feels her balance shift and out of pure desperation, the copper mare reaches out. She can’t fall. She can’t - that is something that could harm her unborn child and Lilliana takes no risks when it comes to her children. She has done whatever she has had to ensure the safety of Nashua and Yanhua and now this one - Celina’s sister.
Lilliana feels her stomach shift wildly to the left (and the rest of her body promising to follow) as the red mare reaches to the right to grab the base of Celina’s neck where her lovely white mane shimmers in the Pangean sun. The younger mare could be used as a counter-balance while Lilli tries to prevent herself from falling (or right herself). That is the hope, anyway. It doesn’t occur to her that she might be bringing them down.
It doesn't occur to her (though @[Celina] might catch a glimpse of it, as rage and fury run through her like river rapids while Lilliana tries to clamp down) that the last time she had felt this desperate was the day that Elaina had told her to 'run'; how she felt as unable to protect her beloved cousin as she felt that she was failing her unborn daughter now.
LILLIANA
if i ever get to heaven
i've got a long list of questions