i am the fire
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
A bay stallion came into her peripheral view shortly after she entered the temple, disturbing the peace she briefly felt. Apparently she wasn't alone like she thought. Morrighan rolled her eyes now that she had to share the space with someone else.
She was put off by his demeanor and became instantly irritated. Normally, this would be when she'd let the flames ignite and establish control of the situation. It would warn the stranger that she was not one to mess with and she wasn't afraid of proving that. But no, she was mortal here and wasn't entirely sure if the stranger was as well. If there was some power he possessed, Morrighan would be screwed.
He asked her if she knew what this place was and the mare snorted in response. Clearly this guy was not that observant if her inquisitive expression didn't give it away. If it were up to her, she'd live in here and keep it out of reach from random visitors, but no, she did not know what it was or where it came from.
"Does it look like I know?" she replied, her attitude showing strongly in her tone. "I'm not even sure that this place was here a day ago." Since arriving in Novus, she did notice that a lot of weird things happened. Of course, none of it could get her magic back, but magic did appear elsewhere.
Then she saw it - the warm glow of fire - and her eyes instantly diverted from the stallion to the source of the flames. It distracted her for a moment and almost made her feel hungry. For power, for control, for the ability to burn. Oh, how she craved it.
This new stranger - a woman - came around the corner almost as if to show off. The fire magic she possessed was rubbed into Morrighan's face. Whether intentional or not, it immediately set her off and her eyes became narrow slits, followed by her ears pinning back. This was unacceptable.
The odd part about her presence was that she did not share the same scent as Morrighan and this stallion, so it was apparent that she was not of Denocte. What brought her here then? Or was she the keeper of the secrets?
To make matters worse, it appeared this mare even had a flaming bird companion. It took perch onto the winged mare and eyed them both. Morrighan's lip curled with disgust.
The mare announced that they were merely passing through and not to mind them, but that was clearly a lie. The big display of fire both from the equine and the bird was not just passing through. It was a message- perhaps even a warning. It was what Morrighan wanted to do so badly but could not. It was the universe reminding her of all that she lost.
"Who do you think you are?" Morrighan asked, unafraid of showing some hostility. "Making a big deal of your arrival doesn't look like 'just passing through' to me." It was a heavy accusation, but she didn't care. This mare would need to explain herself and soon. Morr was already pissed off and wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone that believed they were all "high and mighty".
@Erasmus @Israfel whoops LOL doesn't take much to set her off
