07-22-2015, 11:48 AM
 Tyrna If we don't make it alive, well it's a hell of a good day to die
Tyrna is still eyeballing the stranger, wondering how easy it would be for her to separate meat from bone, when she hears her mothers command. Well, request, but it rings as the same tune in her ears. With a soft huff, the silver girl crosses the few steps it takes to stand ankle deep in the waters. The pool is cool and clear as it always is, and Tyrna starts to have doubts as to her mothers sanity. But soon enough her fears are replaced. Almost immediately she feels a pull, an involuntary compulsion to wade out deeper and deeper into the waters. Casting a backwards glance at those that still stand at the shore, Tyrna sucks a deep breath into her lungs before plunging beneath the surface of the water. She feels the healing powers of the water caressing her and healing the aches she didn't know that she had, but there was something else in the water with her. Something far more powerful and ancient than she could ever hope to be or see again. Tyrna hazarded opening her eyes to gauge her surroundings beneath the frothing surface of the pool. She was no longer certain of the amount of time that she had been under the water, for when she opened her eyes, she saw her. The spirit of the Falls. A deep endless blue, the nymph that was the Falls laid a gentle hand on her cheek and ran the other over her back and along her sides. With a final caress along her neck Falls disappeared and Tyrna shot towards the surface. Gasping for breath she made her way back to shore, a strange and not entirely unpleasant burning sensation along her back. Turning her head to look at what had transpired, questing eyes found the source of the pain and the gift she was given. A pair of tiny, downy wings lay uselessly near her withers. Tyrna was shocked. Looking at the fluttering nubs on her back she was assaulted by images of her encounter with the wolf god that had cursed her. How much more in his image would she become?Only vaguely does she hear the soft voice of her mother over the incessant howls of glee from her demon. "They will grow with time as the Falls gain power, and soon you will have a full pair to bear you aloft. My darling you are the first of the Falls current airforce." Shatter says in an attempt to soothe the distress so apparent on her daughters graceful features. The gentle words fall on deaf ears as Tyrna stares in shock at her latest addition. Silver dapple sabino|Mare|Andalusian Hybrid|Falls |