Beyza’s world was slowly getting a little larger and larger. She had been sticking close to Pangea since the incident with Cali, though, and today is the first day she had decided to venture out again. And even then, she hadn’t really meant to wander - but the thought had crossed her mind and then with a tickle of electricity against her skin she had appeared in the meadow.
A frown darkens her features - or as much as her crystalline features can be darkened - a small little hoof stamping in frustration. Although she was getting better at things not happening by accident, she wasn’t as good with control as she would like.
But, perhaps her magic had known something she didn’t - because she was not there long before a greyish lion came bounding towards her. Not once did she feel fear (though perhaps she should have) - but a smile blossoms instead. “Liv!” There’s no question mark at the end because no doubt in her mind as to who it is. She knows those red eyes.
“Why are you a lion!?” She’s a little disappointed that she does not immediately turn into one herself - her magic now conveniently choosing when not to follow her thoughts.
BEYZA
something borrowed into something new |