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Scytheress feet held firm atop the bird's wings, the bones under her toes and the feathers her heels as she brought her weapon to her side, setting one end in the grass while her right hand gripped the shaft firmly. But this new ailment to her was most bothersome and she willed to get rid of the boy quickly. The bird would have been spared without thought had this man not interferred for Scytheress was not one for friends nor company of any but a plea for a friend would never fall on deaf ears as long as the Elf-Soul resided within her which is the only reason she stood upon its wings and not its skull. But Taqune only furthered her rage of being disturbed in the first place and she gave a wide smirk. She laid her ears back against her head and leaned forward so that her lips nearly brush the man's left ear.

But to be involved would only further the pleasure of a fox who's known no delight young sir. Take heed and remove thy self from my sight else feel the caress of my blades.

With all the surging hatred within Scytheress indeed this man's participation would serve as a great outlet.

Even with the strong force Taqune may have put on Scytheres to remove her from the bird the girl didn't move for her feet were firmly rooted ot the ground and the bir's wings snapped in half with hte added force needed to keep her upright when he pushed her. As Taqune took a stance away from her she gave a slight smirk.

Boy or not you are fresh meat for these fangs and you carry blood to sate my thirst.

Scytheress gripped the shaft of the swallow before her, holding her arms out straight and grinding her heels into the bird's feathers,

Scytheress smirked and beat her great wings to carry her high into the air and leave the bird writhing on the ground. The swallow in her hands disappeared and the swirling winds subsided as well as the earth shakes.

If thou must be a cat then thou aren't for me."

Scytheress took off to the horizon and vanished.

Tears streamed down Galea's face as she watched her companion shreik in pain as the woman crushed his wings. He was getting hurt and it was all her fault. It was right for her mother to lock her up for so many years, she couldn't handle it. The training didn't matter, nothing mattered expect Morbid.

She could hear nothing anymore, the blood pulsed in her ears blocking all sound. She barley noticed the scene unfold infront of her, Galea kept her eyes on her red tailed hawk. She felt his pain in her heart as if it were her own.

As the 'angel' flew away Galea watched Taqune pick him up. She watched him cradling the bird, hoping with all her heart that he would be ok. GAlea didn't move feeling that if she would, Morbid could die.

((drawing a blank sorry))

((ASK HIM TO THE DANCE!!! ASK HIM TO THE DANCE!!! Oops... did I say that outloud?? redface ....meh *eats popcorn*))

((Course, I wouldn't be Joy's assitant If I was easygoing.. we FORCE relationships... nice eh? hehe well to relieve tension...want popcorn?*passes her the popcorn* NOW ASK... GRRRR domokun ... 4laugh ))

Galea shook her head unable to speak. Taqune didn't understand, she wasn't crying because she was sad, she was crying because she was happy. Taqune was like some sort of super hero, always there to help her or anyone else for that matter.
Galea's tears had subsided, they had died down to a soft wimper. With a slow movement she raised her arm letting Morbid fly up to the tree limbs. It was so wonderful to know he was ok, she'd never put him in that postion again. As he landed she gave her attention back to Taqune hearing whathe was saying more clearly now.

Her voice was dry and quiet but she tried to get her message across the best she could,"No no no, please don't think that way. You've been so kind to me Taqune and all I've done is cry like a child and complain. A lady shouldn't act like that. Please, it was my fault. I should have ran like I've always done, it's all I'm really good at."