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Malakai · 7/16/2024, 12:25 AM

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Nadya would appear, ruffled coat disrupted by the coiling body of the dark serpent. She would spot him from a distance, her smaller frame stomping toward him with an intensity that would rival the fire. His own serpent, Athena, would activate at the nearing of her counterpart, dark head peeking out from the thick ruff of Malaka's pale scruff.

He was the calm to her storm, his eyes brewing with a more silent danger as she rushed him. I'm here for you, he would tell her honestly, a soft possessiveness evident behind his glassy gaze. There was no sense in lying about his intentions — he'd been upset that she'd been taken away to the North and it only made sense that he should go and collect her.

As for your other question ... His gaze would drift from hers, turning toward the reddened sky that lay to the south. It was afternoon, but the sky was heavy with black ask, mirroring a grim evening. Maybe it's a purge. His shoulders would roll, hazel gaze turning back toward Nadya. Perhaps it was a way to rid the world of the weak (good riddance).

We'll have to take the long way home, he would hum, narrowing his eyes against the smoke as a rogue wind brought a puff of ash toward his face.

He didn't ask if she wanted to come or not ... he assumed she was ready to leave this arctic wasteland.

Welcome Back!

Greetings Stranger!

Northern Alpines

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