VALHALKYRIE

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VALHALKYRIE

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VALHALKYRIE

⠀⠀⠀ ‎ ‎ ‎ A BLUR OF GLEAMING RED SWOOPS DOWN FROM THE SKY.  THE MASS OF POWER AND FLAME ROARS,  AND THE GIRL ASTRIDE HER YIPS THE SAME—MIRRORING THE CHEERS OF COUNTLESS FACES BELOW THEM. HER HAND BRUSHES OUTSTRETCHED ONES  WHEN SHE FLIES BY—THE TRUMPET SINGING HER VICTORY.  ᴼᴿ   LEATHER WINGS, TORN AND SINGED, FLAP ONCE.  A VISAGE CAKED IN SOOT, CARRIES A LOOK OF TIRE NO YOUTHFUL FACE SHOULD EVER KNOW.   ONE PERFECTLY BANDAGED HAND  PRESSES AGAINST ROUGH SCALES; HEAT AND FIRE ARE FELT BENEATH IT.   THE DRAGON—EQUAL IN THAT EXHAUSTION—TRILLS ONCE.  THEY LEAN TOGETHER FOR THE FINAL TIME AND RETURN TO THE BATTLE THEY WILL NOT SURVIVE         
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VALHALKYRIE

@fatebreak       thank you,  you’re so sweet.  [she feels the need to jest,  just a bit.  meeting his mockery was never a challenge for her, though it resulted to arguments——and her often losing them. the lioness was not afraid to bare her fangs.     but not now,     Her antics had to wait.  she was representing her glorious country,         the house of the infamous roaring lion——standing proud amongst the infamous faces of noble birth.]     you look lovely.  [it’s whispered, her frame leaning towards his  as if sharing a secret meant only for their ears.  that was how she was.      sarcastic in one moment and loving in the next.    he did look extraordinary, though.  as much as she refuses to admit——truthfully.  she could not deny facts]

VALHALKYRIE

@fatebreak           you don’t sound so enthusiastic.   [mauve shaded eyes are elsewhere. a look of disinter within them as she stands before the sea of black and gold.    banners of a roaring lion waved high——representing crowne in all her valiant glory]  at least pretend you are happy to see me 

VALHALKYRIE

@fatebreak    no—!   [aside from the faint sounds of bird wings, there was silence.  golden eyes are wide,    constricted in terror.   she’s reaching as if her distance would save the poor deer.      somewhere, in the large guard she has made for herself.    a soldier had released their breakfast.   even tula, her personal healer, could not stand this vile yet merciful act——and she has seen more than just broken bones]     you have started a \war\ with them.  [she speaks of history again,  not of which she has truly seen.   the only war that has ever happened in her time was when the beasts came from the sea,    and waged their plague upon land——it felt wrong.  the first time she had seen a white stag,       and it was killed,  already found lame.    white stags only showed their faces to kings and queens——perhaps she was cursed as well]