i am the fire
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
"I am going to war."
The words make Morrighan restless. War is all she knows. It's the beating of her heart like the rhythm of drums and it's what her fire lives off of. But, something about the way Isra says it makes her start to think the war is not within Novus.
"Maybe I've always been going to war."
It's a line that resonates with Morrighan. She is always at war with the world, both here and her homeland. With others. Maybe even Caligo with her shitty sense of humor. She is always quick to light a fire and spit out threats. It's easier that way. It truly is all she knows.
But to think Isra had been a slave? It's not a concept she can easily wrap her head around. Even though Raum had taken her prisoner, she escaped and came back stronger than ever. She can't imagine having to endure what Isra describes, but can understand the rage from it. Partially.
Until she realizes what this means. Isra is going to war, but she is leaving. That means leaving her Court, Denocte, Antiope -
And her. Maybe she is letting herself be too vulnerable in a different way, but she has never respected a leader as much as she respects her sovereign now. There had never been anyone she connected with in the same way. Even back in her homeland, they seemed great but they had been kind of a dick.
What was the Court supposed to do? Just accept her leaving and move on? Would she take the kids with her? Eik? The Warden has many questions, but unfortunately it seems Isra doesn't want to answer anymore. Or at least not yet.
She snuffs out her fire, but her tangled emotions remain. If anything, she feels worse than she felt before - there is rage, confusion, resentment. She can understand wanting to go to war to those who captured her and get revenge. If she had gone through that, she would want to burn them all until there would be nothing left. But she's also made a home here and very select, but strong, alliances. She can't imagine leaving everything to go back to a land that did nothing for her.
Yet Isra is going anyway. As they head to her ship, Morrighan just feels her anger coming back. She wants to scream at her, but she holds it in. For now. She'll hear about it later.
For now, the mare leaves charred hoofprints behind her and her eyes show not anger, but grief.
@Isra here's a jumbled mess of a closer to match an emo jumbled mess that is Morrighan :'D
