12-30-2018, 02:09 PM
―――― //this is latttte sorry
Rhiannon tried to control her shaking breathing as she bowed her head slightly, as if physically trying to take control of the automatic gasps of air that this body was able to take in, for a moment deaf to the warning growl of someone next to her. In the next moment, her gaze snapped upwards, a hitch in her breath replaced with a slight trace of fear as a blinded gaze swung towards the source of the sound. Was she going to die anyway? All of this, for utterly nothing at all? Lucky's slow, threatening approach met blind eyes, but she could hear the faint shift of sand with each heavy pawstep that landed closer, and closer to her, the familiar smell of the male reaching her nose, "Lucky.." she breathed, sounding as though she might have started to beg, but no further words left her lips. Let him. If he didn't believe her, let him. The tears still pooling in her eyes despite her best efforts, the sudden flash of heat from Ninazu's flames were only scarcely welcoming, this body weak, and cold. Nina.
Relax the ardent instructed, and were it not for her labored breathing Rhiannon might have laughed bitterly, wondering how relaxaing was such a possibility when each twitch of movement was nothing but pain and longing. The faintest touch of a bitter laugh that did touch her lips only ended in a bout of coughing, frustration crawling up her paws and making her claws flex, the frustration blinding her to Ninazu's attempts until the cold, icy tendrils of her powers were winding itself around her mind, causing a note of panic to suddenly rise in her voice as she shifted, "How DARE you!" the hoarse voice suddenly yelled, a sob choking the end of the words, so unlike the softly-spoken Rhiannon, but it was too late. Like a switch going off, the fears and anger she held, the frustration that had prickled up her paws like tendrils of ice began to melt away, the woman's gasping breaths relaxing slowly with a few spilt tears as the body relaxed and sunk against the cooling desert sand, her head bowing into the soft earth with a slow exhale that was in every word an unspoken thank you. The memories that Ninazu would see, too, were correct; every moment leading up to that fateful night, from her leaving the house, manipulating this poor girl, and the brief glimpse of the desert sand before everything went dark again. Rhiannon briefly shuddered as she shut her eyes, her words suddenly dim and whispered with this false-suppression of her emotions, "I'm sorry, Nina. I'm so sorry..."
Rhiannon tried to control her shaking breathing as she bowed her head slightly, as if physically trying to take control of the automatic gasps of air that this body was able to take in, for a moment deaf to the warning growl of someone next to her. In the next moment, her gaze snapped upwards, a hitch in her breath replaced with a slight trace of fear as a blinded gaze swung towards the source of the sound. Was she going to die anyway? All of this, for utterly nothing at all? Lucky's slow, threatening approach met blind eyes, but she could hear the faint shift of sand with each heavy pawstep that landed closer, and closer to her, the familiar smell of the male reaching her nose, "Lucky.." she breathed, sounding as though she might have started to beg, but no further words left her lips. Let him. If he didn't believe her, let him. The tears still pooling in her eyes despite her best efforts, the sudden flash of heat from Ninazu's flames were only scarcely welcoming, this body weak, and cold. Nina.
Relax the ardent instructed, and were it not for her labored breathing Rhiannon might have laughed bitterly, wondering how relaxaing was such a possibility when each twitch of movement was nothing but pain and longing. The faintest touch of a bitter laugh that did touch her lips only ended in a bout of coughing, frustration crawling up her paws and making her claws flex, the frustration blinding her to Ninazu's attempts until the cold, icy tendrils of her powers were winding itself around her mind, causing a note of panic to suddenly rise in her voice as she shifted, "How DARE you!" the hoarse voice suddenly yelled, a sob choking the end of the words, so unlike the softly-spoken Rhiannon, but it was too late. Like a switch going off, the fears and anger she held, the frustration that had prickled up her paws like tendrils of ice began to melt away, the woman's gasping breaths relaxing slowly with a few spilt tears as the body relaxed and sunk against the cooling desert sand, her head bowing into the soft earth with a slow exhale that was in every word an unspoken thank you. The memories that Ninazu would see, too, were correct; every moment leading up to that fateful night, from her leaving the house, manipulating this poor girl, and the brief glimpse of the desert sand before everything went dark again. Rhiannon briefly shuddered as she shut her eyes, her words suddenly dim and whispered with this false-suppression of her emotions, "I'm sorry, Nina. I'm so sorry..."
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