and when I breathed, my breath was lightning
She is all horse at this point. Not that she doesn’t enjoy her lioness form – she does – but after meeting with Kratos it always feels safer to be a horse. Because he brings out the part of her that her parents taught her to tamp down, the part of her that is dangerous deadly and enjoys it. Rhy is still her father’s daughter, and she will always choose peace over war, talking over fighting. It’s who she was raised to be, and she still believes that her parents (though she never expects to see them again) would be disappointed if she became something else.
But still, there’s a part of her that is thrilled at the reminder of what she could be, of what she is capable of doing. Destruction would come easily for her. She could tear apart kingdoms and rip away lives without lifting a finger. And with Kratos. Hell, they could tear apart Beqanna, if they wanted.
She can’t imagine becoming this version of herself, not really. But she finds it fun to dream of it, sometimes, to imagine a different life entirely. Though don’t get her wrong, she loves this life. But everyone is allowed to dream, right?
But today, her thoughts are interrupted (perhaps thankfully) by Scorch. Rhy smiles at her Khalessi, who speaks somewhat cryptically. But it hasn’t been that long since their trip to the Deserts, so it’s not that hard for her to figure out what she’s talking about. Easier still when she mentions Kagerou, and Rhy can’t help but want to know more. She had some stories from Rayelle when she was little, but that had been so many years ago, and she had been so little. There’s so much she doesn’t know, and probably won’t ever know. Except through Scorch. “I would really like that.”
But still, there’s a part of her that is thrilled at the reminder of what she could be, of what she is capable of doing. Destruction would come easily for her. She could tear apart kingdoms and rip away lives without lifting a finger. And with Kratos. Hell, they could tear apart Beqanna, if they wanted.
She can’t imagine becoming this version of herself, not really. But she finds it fun to dream of it, sometimes, to imagine a different life entirely. Though don’t get her wrong, she loves this life. But everyone is allowed to dream, right?
But today, her thoughts are interrupted (perhaps thankfully) by Scorch. Rhy smiles at her Khalessi, who speaks somewhat cryptically. But it hasn’t been that long since their trip to the Deserts, so it’s not that hard for her to figure out what she’s talking about. Easier still when she mentions Kagerou, and Rhy can’t help but want to know more. She had some stories from Rayelle when she was little, but that had been so many years ago, and she had been so little. There’s so much she doesn’t know, and probably won’t ever know. Except through Scorch. “I would really like that.”
rhy
the electric lioness of riagan and rayelle
