it's better to walk softly when you're on the run; have at him

[Lilt]

{ and all we are is skin and bone trained to get along,
forever going with the flow but you're friction }

She did not often venture beyond Sylva. Though with age it had become easier to communicate with others as she learned to read their lips and their body language, it was still a struggle. It was easier to just remain with the comforting familiarity of her family rather than subject herself to the humiliating pity that being deaf tended to garner from others.

But she has been testing her wings over the last few months, and the freedom that it gave her was exhilarating. She could explore Beqanna without the risk of running into anyone. She could admire the jagged mountain-tops and the glittering surface of the waters with a peace that was not possible on foot. She could feel the wind as it sifted through the feathers of her wings and not have to care that there was a whole chorus of conversations going on around here that she couldn’t hear.

Today she ventures over Icicle Isle, and even in the air it is undeniably colder here. She wants to tuck her wings close to her for warmth, and she debates going back when a flash of fire below catches her eye. Circling closer, the sight of the alien-like creature stalking towards the fire-wolf causes her heart to lurch in her chest. For a moment she simply hovers, warring with herself on what to do. She didn’t know either of these creatures from anywhere, and this was not her fight.

But she didn’t know if she could live with herself if she left now.

She drops lower, until she is just behind the wolf-boy and facing the creature. She could shatter it, she thinks; that would be easier and fool-proof, if she had mastered the skill the way her mother had. But she is not her mother. She still accidentally shattered things she didn’t mean to, sometimes without even touching them. And so instead she opens her mouth, sucking in a breath and exhaling a stream of fire into the face of the creature, hoping that it would be enough of a distraction to allow the boy to get aiborn.

Lilt

I figured she would make things worse by just making Nostromo madder.