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Erionda’s face engulfed in even darker flamed as she realized where her hands were still resting. And that the girl was looking at them but not trying to appear phased by it. She heard and felt Kilian, her magic subsiding at his request. Sending him a silent plea of her own that she didn’t want to see him hurt. Her eyes searched his face before turning back to Nekane. He deserved time alone with the girl. Without her invasions. Her heart ached knowing he cared for her, and would no longer be able to see her as freely as he would have. Brushing Kilians dreads behind his ear she gave him a soft smile. Her body completely pulling away from his. She gave no notice she had registered her missing piece of armor as she slipped out of view behind the trees.

She was uncomfortable being around Oblivionites right now. And even more so that she had been caught, in that position with Kilian. Through the branches and leaves that hid her from view Erionda could see bandages and a fresh mask. Almost like the one she had removed from Kilian moments before. Her eyes flicked between the Oblivionites cautiously. Listening to the sounds of the fire and the silence that seemed to stretch on with the girls obvious discomfort. It was good of her to come and see Kilian. Erionda smiled as she glanced at her love. She could only guess Nekane brought him untold happiness with her presence alone.

Her eyes traced over the girl. Was this the very one she had been told about?

Erionda wrapped her arms around herself. Turning to look away from Kilian and Nekane. She wanted to give them all the privacy in the world. Her eyes flicked up to the sky above, leaning back to rest her body against the tree. Her head felt heavy, and the previous interaction and still rather fuzzy. Running her fingers through her hair she heaved a sigh. Kilian was a wonderful person, unlike most he could look past almost anything into anyone. Unlike anyone else who she had met, other Hybrids aside. He wasn’t focused on her physical appearance. And she liked that.

She flinched at the tone in Kilians voice, but understood that the betrayal he felt ran deep. She had felt that once when her mother and father had passed away. Only this was different, she had to remind herself, his father wasn’t dead. He was still living, breathing, and walking around. She pressed a hand to her heart as it clenched painfully. She couldn’t even begin to imagine the pain he was suffering. And she had completely taken advantage of him in a situation where he was vulnerable. She tapped her head against the trunk of the tree, guilt pressed against her. She was horrid for taking advantage of him like that.

The sound of Nekane’s voice caused Rio to turn her head slightly and look out from the corner of her eyes. She had tried to censor her words about Rio’s heritage. Erionda smirked a little, looking away as she listened in. Unsure if the change in speech had anything to do with her love for Kilian. Or because Nekane was trying to show respect towards her due to the medal ceremony? Erionda shook her head she wasn’t sure. Either way the girl had expressed Erionda’s fear. The wound was her fault. And had brought bandages and other things for him. Erionda sighed. Even though she loved him, she had limitations and wouldn’t readily be able to supply the things for him that his family could.

Reaching up she plucked a leaf from the tree above her, mulling it between her fingers. Her eyes and head instantly flicked back towards Kilian and Nekane at the mention of a change in Kilians father. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously as Kilian cut her off. It was natural he would not want to hear about Itzal but something about the tone of Nekane’s voice pulled at Erionda. She could in no way ignore what the girl had said. Her body turned to face Kilian when Nekane mentioned her. Erionda stepped tentatively out of the leaves. She didn’t trust the female Oblivionite, and with Kilians pleading against her magic Erionda kept her body behind Kilian. Without her sword and with her magic subsided by her Oblivionite the hybrid felt vulnerable. Raising her hand to place it on Kilians shoulder. “Kilian. Somethings wrong.” She looked towards Nekane. “What do you mean he’s changed. He’s not... Hitting you is he?” Erionda’s hand slipped down Kilians arm, fitting her fingers between his. With a squeeze. She was sorry, for what she was pressing on him. But shouldn’t sit by and allow more pain and guilt into his family.

Rio hesitated as questions were diverted towards her. the girl was clearly trying to change the subject. her eyes flicked to peak at kilians face. lacking success with his heads in the way. sighing Rio closed her eyes and nodded slowly. she had been fairly rude to kilian then. it was a wonder that they had even grown so close to start with.

Erionda’s eyes watched the female Oblivionite closely. Something about the way her face burned with color made Erionda’s eyes narrowed into slits at the girl. Her eyes searching her face desperate to know what she was thinking. Why she would be blushing so hard. Her eyes searched the tiny clearing where she and Kilian had set up camp. Stopping when they found his shirt and her shoulder piece laying on the ground. Her own face ignited with a feverish blush as she looked away. Moving to step once again out of view. Was it really right for his cousin to blush at this? Did she have deeper feelings for Kilian than either of them knew? Shaking her head Erionda moved to slip away once again into the trees when Kilians strong arm wrapped around her waist pulling her back.

Thy hybrid turned in his arm. Shifting one hand to his shoulder the other on his bicep. A sorrow filled her heart. She had been keeping a very terrible secret from Kilian ever since she had learned the true reason about the Diabi and his hatred for dragons. She herself harbored deep resentment towards the foul creatures but little would stop her body from changing in the future as she matured. She watched after Nekane with a sorrowful gaze. Feeling the cool air pick up behind them and pushing her hair over her shoulder. She took in a deep breath as Kilian sighed. Looking up at him, trying to press a smile to her lips at the look on his face. It was like a stabbing pain in her chest with each beat of her heart. She couldn’t tell him about it now, he had already been through so much.

Glancing quickly away Rio tried to look distracted by the fire. Unsure of what to do. It was her fault this had been caused. Her fault Kilian had suffered so much today. Leaning her head against his shoulder timidly, as if afraid to let herself re-open to the point they had been before Nekane had interrupted them she side. Hanging her head low, if she told him now, if he rejected her. He could easily return to his family, pretend she had been nothing but a joke to tease his father and test his strength. A cruel sense of humor. He could even lop her head off then and there, she deserved it for what she was holding back. That one day, she would transform into a dragon. Like her father and mother had done. And their parents before them. As far back down the line as their ancestors were Aiskala clan members. All she could do with each passing moment was hate her self more.

WIthout saying a word Erionda moved towards the fire, unaware her actions were out of the ordinary. She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. Resting her chin on her knees before speaking. “You shouldn’t have chosen me over them. Family is a precious gift Kilian. And she obviously loves you a lot. And you don’t have the kind of baggage I do. There’s a lot about me that you don’t know.” She finally said.

“You can’t say things like that!” Erionda retorted snapping her head to face Kilian. Tears returning as her heart threatened to explode within her chest. The pain was reaching an unbearable high. She loved him too, more than she thought she could love another living being other than her Drakein. Was this what made everything so hard. Was she holding back so much because she feared losing one of the few things in life she treasured beyond life itself? Her hand reached out desperately, her fingers slipping over his. Her eyes held a fierce fire behind the tears.

Searching his face for a brief moment Erionda shrunk back. “I love you too, Kilian. It’s what makes this so hard.” Her free fingers searched the ground around her for a stone. Picking it up she loped it into the fire. Her eyes circled the stone as it slowly absorbed the heat. Cracking at the sudden change in temperature. Sniffing she raised a hand and brushed her tears off her cheeks as she refused to turn to look at Kilian. Her fingers in his squeezed hard with her internal struggle. “The fear of dragons... You know I’m prominently Dovaa Kilian. I know they keep to themselves. Hidden deep within the guarded world of the celestial plane. As they age...” She trailed off pulling her hand away from his and placing both of them out in front of her. Her multi colored eyes focused hard on her open palms. Her eyes watched as her fingers curled inward and out again. Vying for time as her thoughts tried to organize themselves.

Her heart struggled to harden as she willed herself to speak. “Dovaa transform, our bodies, they change!” Her head flicked back to Kilian. Leveling him with a purposeful glare. Her right hand flicking out and reaching out to take hold of Kilians. Hoping to raise his hand before he could pull away. Tugging him forward slightly she moved his hand up to her horn. Her body trembling with overwhelming fear as she struggled to push through what she suspected was coming. Closing her eyes as she prepared herself for the Oblivionite she loved to pull away. To shy away from her refuse to touch the dragon like parts of her body.

Internal flames engulfed her body. Her horns were an intimate part of her. Sensation after sensations reeled out of control not unlike the feelings she had experienced with Kilian only moments prior to Nekane’s intrusions. Her body trembled, her fingers laxed on his hand. Gliding towards his wrist. Shiting so her shoulders were square with his body Erionda moved his hand down to her cheeks. Seeking his fingers with her free hand, she moved them over the scales under her eyes. Ignoring the tears that smoothed over the purple protrusions of her skin. Giving them a lighter glint than her jewelry in the firelight. The violet color taking on a brief red hue as they reflected their surroundings. Her eyes opened as she desperately pleaded with him. Moving his hand and pressing it against her chest. Over her beating heart. “I’ll change Kilian... And... there may be nothing I can do about it.” She let her hand drop away from his. Trying to pull her emotions together.

Erionda’s heart broke as Kilian pulled away, it was just as she suspected. Was he afraid of her, with the news, the realization about her? Was he regretting his choice? Did he want to run away from her? Pretend he had never met her? Was he planning a way to kill her? Oh please let it be a swift death. Erionda pleaded mentally. Pained by the actions her hands dropped pleadingly towards the ground. Her fingers digging into the forest grass and dirt under her skin. Her head lowered to hide behind her hair. “Yes...” Erionda whispered, her voice shook with the effort of trying to close herself off. Of rebuilding the strong walls around her. “I’m sure, the Dovaa blood is stronger than the Orderites. I’ll have the form of a dragon one day.”

Her shoulders shook as repressed sobs struggled to move their way out. Sobs she refused to let loose. All she seemed to be doing lately was cry. Why!? why was this so hard for her. Why was she so desperate for Kilian to see her as she was? To know her as she would be? To see HER! “I’m sorry...” Erionda rasped, her fingers gripped tighter at the earth. “And I don’t blame you, for wanting to erase what we have. To return to your family. You can even take my life knowing what I really am.” Tears splashed against her knees. She wouldn’t fight him. It was her fault to start with that she had hidden this. She deserved whatever consequence he deemed necessary for her obvious betrayal. but she couldn't help but want to feel his arms around her. "despite what i am. i know it didn't matter before. does it still not matter now? and please kilian. be honest with me. don't let my love for you cloud your judgement please." Erionda tentatively glanced up. searching to see if kilian was there or if he had left while he spoke. mentally pleading that being in the form of a dragon could be overlooked. she wanted to be as upfront with Kilian from that point forward.

Erionda’s heart continued to shatter as Kilian pulled even further away. Wincing as she heard his name flow from her lips. Her body flinching and constricting as he moved close to her. Shivering with anticipation of the horrible things that could potentially follow. She hadn’t expected the shorter version of her name to follow. Flinching instinctively when his fingers reached out to brush along her scales. Mess? Her eyes flashed and searched his face several times over. Her wall’s she struggled to rebuild. His honesty was welcome. And her fingers itched to reach out and hug him. She held back, unsure if he would even accept her approach. He had learned a horrible thing about her.

The rest of his words had shocked her. Was he really being honest? Did he really have the ability to deal with it? Her heart froze as he repeated his love for her. Her body shivered when his forehead met hers. She waited a split second before she moved to lean forward her hands wrapping around her Oblivionite. Just as his arms snaked around her. Hugging her to him. Her walls she had struggled to build up in a flash. Were torn down by him even quicker. Mentally promising herself she wouldn’t cry so easily before him anymore. She was stronger than that, so why had she allowed her emotions to show so visibly to him every time. She buried her nose in his collar bone. Taking in a deep breath of the comforting smell around him. “Thank you, thank you for being honest. And for always accepting me as I am.”

The hands on her back were relaxing the kiss he had given her had settled her completely. Calming each of her shattered nerves and pulling her sanity back together. Rebuilding her emotions into a stable state. He always seemed to know just what to do in order to calm her. She let him move her into his lap, her eyes closed compliantly. She trusted Kilian wholeheartedly. There was no physical way he could possibly hurt her. At least not intentionally, she figured, giving a soft smile.

Erionda shifted in his lap when he pulled an arm free, part of her wanted to know what he was up to. And another part didn’t care. He was still here, after she had divulged her deepest secret to him. Her eyes opened halfway as Kilian leaned back, turning her head to look at him. Pausing when she felt his fingers brush against her horns. Groaning with the overwhelming sensations Erionda pressed her head into Kilians chest. Her arms tightened around Kilian. “K-kilian... t-they’re...” Her eyes locked on his gaze desperate to show him what she was struggling with internally at his touch. Her body cried with the need for him to continue. To kiss her and not stop. Her body trembled pleasurably. “I … don’t think I could hold back if you continue.” A blush kissed her cheeks as she closed her eyes. Kissing the closest part of his skin available to her.