𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒

𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐞

"Vayne." Her blood stilled in her veins.

Panic was an odd emotion. The desire to free oneself from the body they are in when the overwhelming emotion creeps its way through. When the hairs lift in such an upright motion that the skin surrounding them can do nothing but ripple.

To say that Isolde was feeling panic would be an understatement. Her desire to run was overpowering and yet the limbs attached to her mind were unable to do anything but stay still. A breath left Xaden's mouth and it took all of her strength not to run away and hide as an act of self preservation.

"What did you say?" Isolde whispered to him as if the following words out of his mouth would fix everything she was feeling. Xaden carefully lifted his hand up in Isolde's general direction before the muscle supporting it gave up, causing the arm to fall to the ground.

However, Isolde had not noticed the grip he had on the fabric covering her hood so as his hand fell to the ground so did the material covering her hair. Suddenly her bicoloured hair alongside her purple hued eyes were stood proudly on display.

Isolde quickly pulled the fabric back up over head but there was nothing she could do to change the words that came out of his mouth. "I..Vayne."  His eyes fell shut once more, leaving his body to go limp on the back of Tairn. She passed her palm over his forehead to make sure that he wasn't overheating before also moving over to check Garrick. 

"How does he recognise me?" She spoke aloud to Tairn. He only seemed to know the initial of her first name but that was still far too much for Isolde to remain by his side feeling comfortable. "I am unsure. He did not seem particularly hostile at the thought of you being a Vayne though." Tairn spoke, attempting to soothe Isolde away from the idea of running away.

"Probably quite challenging to muster up a lot of anger after being knocked unconscious." She leapt off of his back before touching the claw attached to his knuckle in an affectionate manner. 

"Make sure they remain safe ok?" Tairn's head remained still for a brief pause but nonetheless he still performed a nod even if it was with a rather reluctant manner. "Will you be returning?" Isolde pursed her lips at the question, not out of any bad temper, only due to the simple fact that she had no idea where she would be heading towards after she left them, let alone if she would be able to return to the college that stood proud in Basgiath.  

"I'm sure I will. It seems that I just have to find a more permanent method of disguising the way I look before I am able to return, but I am sure that I will be back soon enough." A final breath left her lungs as she turned away swiftly and began to make her way into the bustling village. 

The earth trembled once more underneath her feet as she felt Tairn take off whilst the other people of the village remained oblivious to the situation occurring due to Tairn's darkened colouring. She felt a tear slip from her eyes and did nothing to shove it away, allowing herself a brief respite in order to feel the emotions that were billowing throughout her body like the smoke that filled it earlier that evening.