The lavender that colors her eyes watches as the blue and white colored girl is concentrating, brow beaded as she is thrashing the trees around her. Their limbs tremble and she plucks leaves from the tall branches. Helle continues to watch with a deep fascination as she is shredding the leaves to nothing before moving to the next.
The girl, not much younger than the other, moves forward. What did they ever do to you?" Her tones are flat as she motions to the little piles of dust. A smirk touches her pale purple lips as she shows that she is speaking in jest despite the monotone syllables. Her thin limbs pivot her form so she may further look upon the roan girl.
"I'm Helleborn." She speaks in low tones, as if sharing a secret. Amethyst eyes are trained on the other. "Can you do that whenever you like?" The inquiry is an honest one as Helle does not possess any such uniqueness despite her ombre'd striped coat. It was a rather pretty one but it did not posses the kind of power such as the other girl. Glimpses of what that kind of power could do flashes in her mind.
Trees wilting, mountains crumbling, worlds colliding...
HELLEBORN
light up the world as i fall asleep