↞ Meira ↠
Hunger. Wrath. Violence. Each glance she steals at the mare before her, who stalks her like a true predator, this is all she sees. The sea inside her churns into a terrible, violent storm. Meira stands her ground, she is not afraid of this unicorn. It is not the first time she has found herself in the path of a violent mage. One might say that Meira has spent much of her life in the path of one. Each step the woman grows closer gives her all the more reason to defend her self. She asks why, why should she mourn what can be saved? Meira laughs, it is a cold, hollow sound. It is not mirth in the bubbles of her laughter, but hate. "Only a child thinks such things of those already fallen and burned to ash." Her words are as cold as the depths of the sea. Meira does not flinch when the woman's horn grinds against her own. It is a foolish move, or so she deems. The pale creature speaks again, asking what kind of flowers she should grow in Meira as she burns like the wood in the fires. The storm inside her rises as she stares the woman down.
She is so close, so close. "Has no one told you? Flowers don't grow in the sea." The monster he keeps inside is unleashed as she speaks these words. Meira moves quickly, so quickly. Her teeth aim to pull at the Unicorn's horn. The desire to feel the boney structure between her teeth. Forward, forward she lurches. Toward the mage who has threatened her. She is not a victim, and will not allow herself to become one. Meira does not think for a moment that this could be one of the citizens she has promised to protect. It is hard to submit your life to those who would threaten yours. A better equine might have turned down the challenge, and turned away for the sake of their court. Their reputation. Meira is someone with nothing to lose because she has already lost everything. Everything but the sea, and the storms of her fury.
"Do you think that if you burn down, you'll be fine?" She snarls to the unicorn as she attempts to edge her closer to the fire. Meira knows this is a brutal threat, and if she is able to follow through on it, she likely will have no place in Dawn. Meira does not back down, even as she feels the quiver of her lungs. Mages are dangerous, especially this one.
I love your girl so so much <3
@Danaë
She is so close, so close. "Has no one told you? Flowers don't grow in the sea." The monster he keeps inside is unleashed as she speaks these words. Meira moves quickly, so quickly. Her teeth aim to pull at the Unicorn's horn. The desire to feel the boney structure between her teeth. Forward, forward she lurches. Toward the mage who has threatened her. She is not a victim, and will not allow herself to become one. Meira does not think for a moment that this could be one of the citizens she has promised to protect. It is hard to submit your life to those who would threaten yours. A better equine might have turned down the challenge, and turned away for the sake of their court. Their reputation. Meira is someone with nothing to lose because she has already lost everything. Everything but the sea, and the storms of her fury.
"Do you think that if you burn down, you'll be fine?" She snarls to the unicorn as she attempts to edge her closer to the fire. Meira knows this is a brutal threat, and if she is able to follow through on it, she likely will have no place in Dawn. Meira does not back down, even as she feels the quiver of her lungs. Mages are dangerous, especially this one.
I love your girl so so much <3
@Danaë
