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[Volcan]

volcan

Burn slow, burning up the back wall
Long roads, where the city meets the sky
Most days, most days stay the sole same
Please stay, for this fear will not die

Volcan, well, she wasn't a huge fan of napping herself. The sky was indeed overcast, putting the lone mare in a bit of a shadow. For a moment she sends her powers skywards and attempts to part the massive clouds, but to no avail; she is far from a powerful telekinetic, and those molecules of evaporated water are just so damn finicky when it comes to being manipulated. She snorts and releases the effort, perturbed and feeling far from nappish.

His approach goes completely unnoticed by the foolhardy girl, his threatening shape perfectly disguised by the grass she whips about mindlessly. The finishing touches are being added to the flower crown when the panther growls, and reveals his position - in a split second, the flower crown has unraveled itself and is pointing threateningly at the cat's throat, the grass still attached to the earth flattened in a circle around him so as to completely expose him.

Ah, yes. Threatening grass. Volcan mentally facepalms. What kind of idiot...

He is speaking to her then, his yellow eyes glinting in a way that suggests he is not a feline threat, but rather an equine shifter. The bastard. Volcan wordlessly suffers a thousand deaths as she tries to salvage her reputation, not having a damn clue what to do with the flimsy blades of grass pointed at the curious fellow. Damn him. Damn this. Damn!

"So what if I am?" She grumbles at last, sending the blades whistling through the air and away into the meadow in a temper tantrum. The grass around the cat remains flattened, though Volcan questions even that - why not tangle up the damn thing and shove off? A miserable fury consumes her, and honestly, it's pretty hilarious. She will laugh about it later.

"You're doing that cat thing, aren't you? Shouldn't be so surprised I'd say."

This is the funniest thing I've written possibly ever. I LOVE YOU KRISTIN WHY HAVE WE NEVER THREADED TOGETHER BEFORE UGH