Swiftcurrent Creek pilot

no worries! i figured this was a good place to wrap so i archived with my post. i'd love another one sometime! <3

a soft fluttering of her heart.

softer fluttering of air upon her inhale, catching in her throat like spiderwebs on long heather grasses.

and then to have the spell shattered, like spearhead piercing mirror glass!

she watches as the blonde faints.

startled, bellatrix recoils before lurching forward in an attempt to cushion her fall; or at the very least protect her head from smacking upon frozen earth.

she lays paces back and forth for a moment before she howls for a healer. she ceases pacing when one arrives, telling them the details of what had happened and lowers herself in a sphinx-like position — alert and protective — watching over the blonde girl until she finally comes to, offering a quiet you're safe. when she does.