08-21-2021, 10:17 AM
mazikeen
Mazikeen’s head tilts upwards at the sight of the raptor, momentarily thinking it is Erne before realizing it’s something else entirely. She is trying to remember whether or not Reave had a companion when they had met in the forest when she sees the now-stallion coming towards her across the hardy vegetation of his home. Her pacing stops and she waits near the cliff for him to finish his approach, the ocean air tangling her mane around her curved horns and ruffling the feathers of her iridescent blue wings.
Though she had only seen a little of him in the forest when he had granted her the ability to see in the shadows, she recognizes now that the odd bulges in his skin back then had been these bones waiting to emerge - she’s never seen anything like it.
When he speaks - is not difficult at all to match his grin, a quiet laugh escaping her. It is a harsher sound than it would have been the first time they met but it is genuine. “Relatively. Though most of these came from a different sort of monster.” Mazikeen has no memories of what it felt like when Gale had taken her eyes and heart, she had already been unconscious, but she can imagine it well enough and such thoughts do nothing to diminish her smile.
Questions like how’ve you been no longer form easily on Mazikeen’s tongue, though she is curious. Instead, she just finishes her admiration for the young stallion Reave’s become - certainly fierce with that bone armour and the eagle on his back. When her orange gaze meets that of the eagle, her eyes temporarily change from her natural equine to a set that matches the harpy eagle perfectly. It’s with those eyes that she meets Reave’s gaze again, a faint hint of amusement in her grin as she remarks “You grew into your bones.”
Though she had only seen a little of him in the forest when he had granted her the ability to see in the shadows, she recognizes now that the odd bulges in his skin back then had been these bones waiting to emerge - she’s never seen anything like it.
When he speaks - is not difficult at all to match his grin, a quiet laugh escaping her. It is a harsher sound than it would have been the first time they met but it is genuine. “Relatively. Though most of these came from a different sort of monster.” Mazikeen has no memories of what it felt like when Gale had taken her eyes and heart, she had already been unconscious, but she can imagine it well enough and such thoughts do nothing to diminish her smile.
Questions like how’ve you been no longer form easily on Mazikeen’s tongue, though she is curious. Instead, she just finishes her admiration for the young stallion Reave’s become - certainly fierce with that bone armour and the eagle on his back. When her orange gaze meets that of the eagle, her eyes temporarily change from her natural equine to a set that matches the harpy eagle perfectly. It’s with those eyes that she meets Reave’s gaze again, a faint hint of amusement in her grin as she remarks “You grew into your bones.”
@Reave