Hushed Willows misty eye of the mountain

roll damage of 3

Of the charcoal and flames, hinted with the snow of winter. Teeth blessed with the stain of rubies, as the blood trickled down her icy chest as she successfully had grabbed and wounded, before he escaped. Orlaith growled, as he flipped over to counter-attack, she had thought to throttle back toward his neck, but miscalculated as he bent low, and grabbed at her foreleg. Instead the fire-fairy most likely had launched a scrap against his face, even ear, as she started a fury of attacks to grab his face. She winced at the pain, but he was now there to be kept.

Fionn in the back, the same attempt as he tried to sink into Memory's haunches, but did not preform a deep wound, looking more of a graze. She only peaked toward the silver fae, as the other started to speak, "Any who enter, goes through Lumiya, but face me before further into our realm. I do not want the court to be tainted by troublesome wolves. That is my duty, as the guard."

"Are you becoming an enemy, or will you bow?" She spoke through the relentless snaps she went onto him, most of warning bites then of actual flesh piercing tears. However the threat was there, and she waited for an answer.