Dragoncrest Cliffs "With it or on it."

nyoooom, feel free to roll or decide if she hits or not haha

unlike her companion, her own thoughts since their afternoon in the tangle have been smooth, calm: it was the final piece of a puzzle blix has been struggling with since they met, fit perfectly into place. oh, sure, if she's lucky enough to get a next time (and god she hopes so) she'll be better, less clumsy, hopefully, but that's not really what matters, right? she loves furi. she loves furi and she can do this forever, wait forever, just... exist with her forever. 

(though she would really like a next time, just saying.)

she's kept busy trying to accommodate to the tangle, but she's still, for now, responsible for tending to drageda's borders. thankfully she is not too far off when mallaidh's howl goes up -- that's not a "hey someone is here" call, that's a cry for help. alarmed, the fleimkepa takes off toward her -- toward furi, currently embroiled in a fight with some strange man. she sees his teeth meet her shoulder and her vision goes red.

snarling, blixen throws herself into the fray, not even noticing opalia or ephraim at his flank. a bright red missle, she aims for his side, barrelling into him without consideration for her own body, trying to sink her teeth into whatever she reaches first.