Willow
Willow|20| Baby bat and kitty cat| Likes sweets and making kitty puns| Writing is my specialty mew mew! >^v^<Rising from the ashes of a once great fire, used to burn and mar her flesh to the bone, she grips the earth like a child seeking help from their mother. Burning embers highlighted the burnt meat under blackened skin, shining through the hallowed sockets of her eyes. She could hear the cries of her sisters, screaming for the village to spare her life, even as blades threatened their own; pressed so tightly to their throats that she worried the skin would give way to blood. Magic pulled at her core and she latched on to it, holding it tightly even as the magic grew in intensity. It brought air to her lungs, blood to her rapidly beating heart, strength in her muscles, and fresh, porcelain skin. Power wove itself into her veins, and she glared fiercely down at the village that had wronged her family with yellow, cat-like eyes. Her sisters begged the people for forgiveness. She cursed them with vengeance.
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