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Erionda slumped sleepily against a tree. It had been quite a long time since Erionda had been surrounded by trees and shrubs. The last time had been when she had met Kilian for the first time. Her eyes shifted to glide over Kilians form. Her heartbeat quickened as she blushed, her eyes were watching his muscles shift under the skin. Giggling Erionda looked quickly away before he could catch her staring. To her he looked so at home here, where the forest was dark and foreboding in a way. Twisting the medal she had received from the race leaders, in her hands Erionda felt nervous. Even with the medal signifying she now had permission to enter the major cities things still felt fragile. Her body was cloaked behind her usual hooded robe. Only her violet purple horns protruded into view. Not that it did much good these days. Since the ceremony it was as if everyone could spot her a mile away.

Staring up at the canopy with her back against the tree, Erionda pushed the hood away from her face. Glancing at Kilian hoping to meet his gaze before turning to look back up the path. They had been walking for several hours, and the change in temperature was welcoming yet exhausting. She didn’t sleep well in the heat of Eoywn and yet, here, she found sleep came easier if not abruptly in the cooler air.

Erionda pushed away from the tree as he slipped his hand around hers. it felt so natural the way their hands fit together. Contact from his skin felt like a jolt of rejuvenating electricity through her arm. her eyes danced about the path ahead as he spoke. giving him a reassuring squeeze with her hand. For Kilian she would do anything. if that required meeting his parents so be it. kilian meant more to her than just a friend. she could not back down.

turning to smile at kilian she shook her head slowly from side to side. "i am not going to back out." reaching out with her free hand Rio slipped it around the oblivionites neck. pressing a feather light kiss on his lips. leaning back to search his face with her eyes. did he worry about how this would work?

she couldn't help but want to know what he had said about her. closing her eyes Rio turned her head away to cover a yawn. with the day progressing all the hybrid wanted to do was find a canopy to sleep under. the leaves offered a perfect white noise as they rustled about around her. "should i wait here?" Rio asked nervously. "or is it best i come with you?" her fingers twitched nervously.

The medal while it granted her access to the Celestial plane. An area she wanted to much to be a part of, still did not allow her access into Soudul's major city. Probably for the best in Erionda's opinion. She was like a rabbit in a wolf's den in there.

The kiss on her lips felt warm, Kilian was able to send tendrils of fire through her body at the slightest provocation. His kiss soothed her nerves and yet set then exploding like fireworks. Awaking her sleepy mind and body. She loved the contact with her Oblivionite, and wouldn’t trade for all the soul orbs in all of Magesc.

Erionda took a deep breath as Kilian mentioned they were close. As he pulled away, the hybrid reached up with both her hands and pulled her hood over her face once again. Her horns quickly finding their gaps. Her eyes scanned the forest ahead. She had no idea what to expect. She could handle herself if it came down to it. Her heart ached. She would never force Kilian to fight his friends and family. She would defend herself without hurting them, and flee with the first opportunity.

Sighing Erionda hurried forward and slipped her hand back into Kilians. Just as he squeezed with the fresh contact. Erionda shivered and looked up at Kilian. Was he nervous? Worried about what would happen? Was he unsure of what would happen? Erionda gave him a brief reassuring smile meant to calm him. Nodding her head briefly Erionda turned her gaze to the clearing. Waiting for Kilian to take the first steps forward. She wanted to wait until she knew it was safe to follow him into the clearing.

Erionda was shocked when Kilian pulled her with him into the clearing. She hadn’t been able to protest going with him immediately. He deserved time to reunite with his family before she intruded. Her eyes fled across the field where three Oblivionites stood. Her mismatched eyes drinking in the forms of each of them. Clearly far more seasoned in battle than she was. Would her father even have had a chance against them on his own? Blinking twice as the smaller of the Oblivionites moved forward. Realizing Kilians arm had dropped from around her, Erionda stepped out of the young girls way. She was sure friendly with Kilian. A sister? Was this the cousin? A lover perhaps? The last thought sent pangs of jealousy through her blood. Turning to see if the others had noticed Erionda’s eyes locked with the tallest. Her lips formed into a thin line.

Glancing towards Nekane as a single awareness was registered. The girl didn’t seem to be hopeful about Erionda’s presence which only made her glance back towards the two remaining. Her eyes darted back to Kilian as the father asked if she was the one. So he had spoken about her before to them? She watched as his hand flew to the sword at his waist. He looked like he was preparing to attack her. Glancing towards Kilian her heart froze in her chest. She would not let him fight his own father for her sake. She could defend herself, she refused to pull him into this. What if he turned around and regretted their relationship? He would forever be doomed by her love for him.

Shifting slightly Erionda moved behind Kilians back her hands resting on his twin daggers. Freezing them to their sheaths. Family was important, and she wasn’t going to let him throw his relationships away just because of her. Slipping quietly to the other side innocently, so as not to arouse Kilians suspicion Erionda stepped forward. If she wanted Kilian to survive this with everything intact she would have to take the blame. “It’s not his fault...” Erionda shouted. Her eyes locked on the man as he moved steadily closer. It was as if words were locking in her chest. Her heart beating relentlessly against her ribs.

Erionda flinched inwardly at the words Kilians father vocalized. She was used to being called a half breed. It was a common name for her kind though not quite accurate in her case. She was more Dovaa than she was Orderite. “I’m not a problem to be solved.” Erionda muttered. Stepping towards Itzal protectively. What kind of a father would risk harm to his son? Reject him because of a simple choice? Her mismatched eyes watched as the larger Oblivionite drew closer. His blade raising to connect with her neck.

Narrowing her eyes, Erionda’s blue one shone as she jumped to the side. Narrowly missing the sword aimed at her. A part of her cloak fell away towards the ground. Her eyes flicking to Kilian warningly as she caught him trying to step forward. Did he intend to get in the middle of this? He could die if his fathers expression was any inclination of what he thought. “Don’t.” Erionda snapped as another strike was aimed her way. Leaping away as a fleck of blue and white connected with the blade. Stopping it before it could connect with her body. She smiled below the cloak, wondering how long it would take before he realized she was able to defend with her magic.

For now the attacks were aimed at her, she could deal with that. She had heard stories of the mixed loves provoking the kind of attack from a parent that ended in the lives of both lovers. As long as the attack’s only remained towards her she would do her best to withstand them. Maybe, just maybe he was testing her skills? While a slim part of her held out hope, everything else spoke that she was wrong. Clenching her fists as she blocked another strike, Erionda’s eyes grew wide as she found her body uncomfortably close to the large Oblivionite.

Erionda swallowed nervously as the blade moved closer to her throat. Her breath hitched in her throat as she mentally pleaded for the blade not to come any closer. Time seemed to slow down as she tried to bend away from the sharp metal. A choking sound emerged as she felt her body yanked forward by the neck of her cloak. Flicking her finger up with an icelike blade Erionda cut herself free of the cloak. Stumbling back as she struggled to regain her balance. Aware that Kilians fathers eyes were completely on her now. Shivers rippled along her shoulders and spine. Had he thought she was only a Dovaa because of her horns? No, he had called her a hybrid. Then did that mean he was at the meeting if he knew what she was without seeing her face or hair? Even if that wasn’t the case, she supposed that thanks to the event word had traveled quickly. She was known by everyone. Hiding would be an impossible task, unless she relocated to Aisko. But what about Kilian?

As if on que the father’s attention turned towards his son. Erionda’s eyes grew wide as she took in the shift in his direction. Was he really going to attack Kilian? His own son? Erionda’s feet moved on their own her left hand reaching forward with her fingers spred wide. She had to stop him from attacking her beloved Oblivionite. It was her fault he was unable to withdraw his weapons and defend himself. Tears pooled in her eyes as she reached Kilian just as the father turned to apologize to the mother.

Fixing her body between father and son, her arms wrapping around Kilians chest as she buried her face in the crook of his neck. She couldn’t suffer watching a family slaughter themselves because she had appeared. Because she had chosen to love an Oblivionite. Closing her eyes as she tightened her arms around Kilian. Erionda pushed her magic into action. She could feel the large sword connect with ice. Shattering what she had formed of a shield. “Stop this! If all you want is for us not to be then I will go!” Erionda cried turning her head to level Itzal with a menacing glare. “But answer me this, what kind of father attacks his own son!? His own flesh and blood? Can one truly cause that much disgrace?”

Erionda’s eyes danced between the mother and father. “Are you seriously going to kill him, all because I love him!?” Erionda shouted. Rage laced her voice like a spider clenching her fists together, Erionda bolted forward. Wish Itzal currently distracted from the women's pleading now was as good a time as any to shove him away from Kilian. Tightening up her shoulder Erionda felt her body connect with the larger man. Could feel part of him give way to her attack. Hear the sound of fabric tear as the blade severed through the black cloth around Kilians neck.

Fear instantly directed Erionda’s movements. Shifting she moved both her hands under the large Oblivionites arm. Lifting his sword away from Kilian as she moved once again between them. Her entire body shook with the effort of keeping Itzal’s arm and blade in the air. Leaving her body wide open for attack. It was all she could think of to keep him from Killing Kilian. Her eyebrows stitched together as words sunk in. What did Itzal mean by ‘plans to do with her’? Was there more to them than just a simple like? Did his own feelings really stretch beyond that?

Her eyes narrowed as she glared up at the large man. She wanted so much to use her magic to freeze his arm. To disable him, but knew better. He was Kilians father, and must be a proud warrior if the very thought of her loving Kilian sent rage through them as if he had disgraced the entire family. Clenching her teeth firmly Erionda relaxed her grip on Itzal’s arm.

“Because you’re Kilians father aren’t you? What good would it do me to harm you? He means the world to me. Hurting you would deal far more pain to him that it clearly would to you.” Groaning as he felt the strength of his hand on her wrist all Erionda could do was look up at the blade she was sure would end her life there. Closing her eyes Erionda sucked in a deep breath. Salty tears streaked the side of her cheeks as they escaped the corners of her eyes. So she was going to die here. For loving her Oblivionite. The sound of movement around her forced Erionda’s eyes tighter. Her body bracing for the pain that would surely come. She did not expect Kilians voice to be floating above her.

Her eyes followed Kilians fist. No, her mind screamed as she tried to reach out in order to stop him. This was his father, it wasn’t right to harm such a gift. Wincing as Kilians fist connected with Itzals. She could feel the large man's grip on her wrist weaken. Before she had the chance to pull away Kilians arms were pulling her towards him. Instinctively reacting, Erionda’s arms moved around Kilian as she buried her face in his chest once again. His scent was strong and comforting, his heartbeat pulsing against his chest only made her arms tighten around him. “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.” Erionda muttered so Kilian could hear. “I’ve done nothing but divide your family. I couldn’t be more sorry.”