Blackbeak Bluff wind chaser

that’s fine with me! thank you <3

her kindness was once again tossed aside.

rewarded with nothing more than jaded words, bitterness running through the air like electricity. it sharpens her form.

not heated enough to give chase, not angry enough to do anything.

if the woman wished to cast aside kindness, jorunn would let her. unwilling to waste herself to some angsty woman. there were more pressing matters to be tended to.

but she would keep an eye on the woman’s waning form, keen to make sure she did not head towards sapphique.