10-22-2018, 01:25 PM
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If one thing in the world infuritated the fae, the feeling of someone trying to dig into her mind did it. She fumed with rage. Stay. Out. Of. My. Head. If not for her uncle, perhaps she'd be frozen there, but the memory of turning it against him in their training burned in her mind. The memory of Valkyr capturing her using her mind... A soft snarl ripped from her jaws, as vibrations reached her sensitive paws, and she rolled to the side. The second she scrambled to her feet, she attempted to retaliate by slamming her own mind against Bryn's, hoping to shut down the other girl's motor systems entirely and leave her stunned. Only to nearly fall over herself, her energy sapping away.
"Táimid ag dul abhaile," the striker repeated icly, eyes gleaming with rage and determination, even as her paws shook in exhausation, every muscle burning. At this point, she'd collaspe at any moment. Táimid ag dul abhaile.
"Táimid ag dul abhaile," the striker repeated icly, eyes gleaming with rage and determination, even as her paws shook in exhausation, every muscle burning. At this point, she'd collaspe at any moment. Táimid ag dul abhaile.
tá mé i dtiúin — ✯