BLESSED BY A BITCH FROM A BASTARD SEED
pleasure to meet you, prepare to bleed
Teiran didn't care for the fire-winged pegasus' retort. Clearly he knew nothing of Solterra nor its people, but if he could prove himself useful through actions rather than words then just maybe she could overlook the ignorance. The warrior could only assume he was new, and whether that was a good or bad thing was yet to be seen. This fight might just be proof he was looking for to show off just what he had to offer.pleasure to meet you, prepare to bleed
As it was, even if she felt like arguing with a stranger, it wasn't long before the air cleared, exposing a herd of elk in the distance just as Solis had said there was. He wasted no time in moving toward them, and if Teiran could be interested in anything it was how the sun god would fight. Of that, even her incredibly mild curiosity was piqued. And then an unfortunately familiar black and white blur started racing for them, all anger and blood lust and all she can think is for fuck's sake.
Even if these strange mystical elk were real as he claimed, that didn't mean he should go charging off to get impaled on one of their no doubt giant antlers that can make snow and ice. With a snort and a stomp of her hoof, she took off to follow him, thinking he was more liable to be killed than anything else. After the state she found him in during the blizzard, Teiran wouldn't be surprised if that was the truth. And as she raced forward, the muscles in her body preparing to defend, she wondered when she started protecting Solterrans from themselves.
