Power was absolute.

One can only go so far with words, which is why she always aligned herself with the fairy fairies, then of water, wind or even earth. They were all rational-like, preferring to settle with communication above all else. And sure, it can get so far, but Orlaith always found in the end, with raw strength, it can overcome.

Perhaps it was a reason she did love the old court, and the new court. She felt not only confident, but there wasn't too many that could challenge her. There was fire and water, where she fought with muscles, the fairies behind sought out with words. They co-align.. A haramony between.

Within Seelie Court, there was an inbalance though.

A lick of her lips, and a drop of sweet nectar once more, she thought through.

A parade of warriors- an ally amongst all. Combine the forces, she thought. Borrow power, even more.

Honeyed Sabers, she thought, as the honey dropped from her canines and onto the grass. A smile, a grin.

Oh what an idea, Orlaith prided.

But she needed members..

@Fionn? @Aoibh? Perhaps. Even more-so, a gathering of members. A word to spread.