Heda
The minute he licks his lips she regrets her action, her body easing backwards, shying away in a rather timid manner. She was never meant to fight, she hardly knew how to protect herself as her father didn't think it was necessary to teach her the art of battle like her sister Jinju learned during their juvenile years. But she stands her now, her body growing tense as the pale thing licks his lips in a settle form of pleasure by the fear that pumped through his veins, he liked it. But why? Her mind whirls, as she inches backwards her rump clumsily bumping against Ivar, she's powerless now. She can feel her fear rising, and her heart pumping ferociously, Wings strain at her sides. She wants to flee, to run for the hills, to lift off it not the sky, but her limbs are frozen, hazel gaze locked with red eyed creature.
And for a moment, hardly even a second, a thick haze of illusion finds it's way into her eyes sight, and her body relaxes for it is no longer Gryffen that stood before her, but her heart. She's relieved at first, her heart beat still thundering within her ears, and she can't help but think, something is wrong, Thana, and Gryffen's crew still remain but the wretched stag is no where in sight.
She releases an unsteady breath, wings unfurling at her sides in distress and confusion, but hat happens next she can't stop. She starts moving towards him, yet her mind capsuled in her elegant body is trapped and tries to will against the movement, but something has control of her. Her neck extends unwillingly, and she reaches her cranium out to "Ivar", to share her muzzle. Spindle legs, stomp in protest to the action, as her eyes spiral to share a glance behind her, when she can make out Ivar.
She grinds her teeth, as pain wells within her neck as strains against the movement forcefully pulling back, she can sense this isn't her Ivar, yet her body is telling her otherwise. "Ivar....." She expels his name, fighting against the will to go to the imposter with memories which she could pull emotions from. She tries in an effort to inch backwards, her mind trying to lock onto the memory of when they lay together, the love that sprouted in their first intimate moment, willed her to fight agains the power held over her. She continued to find memories, forcing her eyes to show the truth.
Before her stood the pale creature, "You fucking bastard!" She murmurs, prancing back, away from him if he were to retaliate against her colorful insult. It doesn't take her long for her gaze to meet Ivar, her heart whom was as well under Gryffen's spell. "Stop this at once!" She demands angrily.
And for a moment, hardly even a second, a thick haze of illusion finds it's way into her eyes sight, and her body relaxes for it is no longer Gryffen that stood before her, but her heart. She's relieved at first, her heart beat still thundering within her ears, and she can't help but think, something is wrong, Thana, and Gryffen's crew still remain but the wretched stag is no where in sight.
She releases an unsteady breath, wings unfurling at her sides in distress and confusion, but hat happens next she can't stop. She starts moving towards him, yet her mind capsuled in her elegant body is trapped and tries to will against the movement, but something has control of her. Her neck extends unwillingly, and she reaches her cranium out to "Ivar", to share her muzzle. Spindle legs, stomp in protest to the action, as her eyes spiral to share a glance behind her, when she can make out Ivar.
She grinds her teeth, as pain wells within her neck as strains against the movement forcefully pulling back, she can sense this isn't her Ivar, yet her body is telling her otherwise. "Ivar....." She expels his name, fighting against the will to go to the imposter with memories which she could pull emotions from. She tries in an effort to inch backwards, her mind trying to lock onto the memory of when they lay together, the love that sprouted in their first intimate moment, willed her to fight agains the power held over her. She continued to find memories, forcing her eyes to show the truth.
Before her stood the pale creature, "You fucking bastard!" She murmurs, prancing back, away from him if he were to retaliate against her colorful insult. It doesn't take her long for her gaze to meet Ivar, her heart whom was as well under Gryffen's spell. "Stop this at once!" She demands angrily.
Go ahead. Laugh at the girl that loved to easily
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@[Gryffen] @[Ivar] Sorry it took a while <3
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Ex-Queen of Loess