Sleeping Dragon boom boom boom feel it in the mmm

Waiting on Magpie feels eternal, drawn out and she worries she might have scared her back a step or two. When she opens her eyes again and finds her companion firmly rooted in her spot, Thuringwethil's loss for words. There's something that doesn't quite feel right, an unnatural thrumming in the back of her head and telling her no, that she isn't meant for this. An echo of teachings she's spent her entire life devoted to since she's been pulled away from her family before she even got to know them. A desire in an empty hole of her chest that is covered up by repetition of old, firmly set ways.

Magpie's voice causes a whine to curdle in the back of her throat and she wishes in that moment for something different. To be born of a different world that she may shed responsibility, but the same disturbing voice only tells her the same thing over and over: this is who you are.

The echo beats in the distant reaches of her mind and she shakes her head. Magpie holds a position for teachings to a world she doesn't know, and so as the words fall from her lips she worries she might not understand: "I can't." It's short, disappointed, and slowly she retracts her position. Even if no one is here to remind her that she is going against the way of Heda, she struggles to keep in line. "I'm not—... Heda can't."