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t took her a moment to realize what Isra had said. At first, she thought the words had come through from the beat of the drums and the songs of the entertainers around them. But then when the drums faded to her own heartbeat, Morrighan's ear twitched and she looked at her queen. Her expression was genuine, but there was something more there that she couldn't figure out."Thanks," she replied, her voice seeming cracked and raspy, as if it hadn't been used in a while. Morrighan felt uncomfortable; she wasn't used to others appreciating her presence, or at least since she had been separated from her family. Essentially, the Night Court was her new family, even if she didn't know everyone by name and didn't nearly have the same level of respect for them all, or they to her. This is what she had now and it was certainly better than having nothing, as much as she would like to avoid admitting it.
When Morrighan had challenged Isra's magic, it was as if she and the world around them had shifted. A dragon flew overhead, likely her queen's companion, and she watched him fade into the night. When she looked back down, Isra had said that her abilities were much more and within seconds, that was made clear. Everything began to change into different surfaces and textures. It left Morrighan feeling in awe, but also slightly jealous since this was much more than her pathetic puff of smoke. She wanted to join in and display just how powerful she was too, but she was a long ways away from that now.
Once Isra was done, it was almost as if they had entered a dream - or had this been a dream all along? Perhaps someone had slipped something into her drink. A little bit of her felt desperate and wanted this all to be real because it was quite a sight.
Then, her queen reassured her that her magic would come back to its former glory some day. Until then, she'd be happy to help give her the dead wood to practice with. Her two-colored eyes glistened, mostly by the firelight, but the hunger from her magic was still there.
Before she could respond to that, Isra began to turn away. Morrighan stepped forward, almost asking her to wait and not leave yet, but she stopped herself.
"Find me when you're ready to practice," were the last words she said before heading off, leaving the grullo mare standing alone. Part of her felt cheated, but as the illusions her queen had created started to fade away, the more confused she felt.
Well, if that had been a serious offer, perhaps she would take her up on it. For now, she walked off into the opposite direction towards her house as the fires of the gathering were snuffed out.
- Exit -
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