Unseen to Zaren, Brianna was shivering--trembling, even. "I'm not going to put my bow down," she hissed quietly to him as they drew nearer to the enormous castle. "Not around these monsters." Her eyes darkened as she slung the bow over her shoulder, gripping it so tightly with her left hand that her knuckles turned white. Even as her hands trembled and her heart thundered in her chest, she kept moving forward, walking in stride with Zaeren.
Her head craned as she drew nearer to the castle, absolutely dwarfed by its presence. Even looking up at it she couldn't see the top, just the walls leading up into the sky. Gods, if the castle was this big, the dragons must be, too.
For a split second she felt her heart leap into her throat, pounding. Zaeren wanted to protect her, let her hang back, but dammit she wasn't a child. She hadn't been one for a long time. And this was a debt she wanted paid in blood. For herself, for her people, for her mother... this dragon would pay. She wouldn't back down. She wouldn't flee. Not this time. Not again.
Never again.
She followed Zaeren through the colossal doors, and couldn't help but delight as the dragons backed away from him. He was parting the sea, and she was his wake. The smirk that spread across her face was small, barely a lifted corner of her lips, and she laughed shortly through her nose. So even dragons had fears... Brianna was aiming to become one of them.
Falling back into step at Zaeren's side, the feline glanced up at him from the corners of her eyes and replied rather dryly, "I won't fire at anyone who isn't attacking me." Her voice was low, so as to keep the dragons from hearing her. At the sound of their distant roars, the fur on her tail stood on end. Her hands trembled, and she gripped the bow tighter, the polished wood creaking in her grasp. "I'll wait for your signal, Zae."
Her head craned as she drew nearer to the castle, absolutely dwarfed by its presence. Even looking up at it she couldn't see the top, just the walls leading up into the sky. Gods, if the castle was this big, the dragons must be, too.
For a split second she felt her heart leap into her throat, pounding. Zaeren wanted to protect her, let her hang back, but dammit she wasn't a child. She hadn't been one for a long time. And this was a debt she wanted paid in blood. For herself, for her people, for her mother... this dragon would pay. She wouldn't back down. She wouldn't flee. Not this time. Not again.
Never again.
She followed Zaeren through the colossal doors, and couldn't help but delight as the dragons backed away from him. He was parting the sea, and she was his wake. The smirk that spread across her face was small, barely a lifted corner of her lips, and she laughed shortly through her nose. So even dragons had fears... Brianna was aiming to become one of them.
Falling back into step at Zaeren's side, the feline glanced up at him from the corners of her eyes and replied rather dryly, "I won't fire at anyone who isn't attacking me." Her voice was low, so as to keep the dragons from hearing her. At the sound of their distant roars, the fur on her tail stood on end. Her hands trembled, and she gripped the bow tighter, the polished wood creaking in her grasp. "I'll wait for your signal, Zae."
