11-04-2017, 01:19 AM
Zephyr
Zephyr, for a moment, could only stare as his creation evaporates from their view. She watches the flames puff into smoke, watches the granulates of sand turn black beneath her hooves. She is hardly listening, as he begins to walk away, a devious smirk spreading across his lips.
But she cannot let him. Not yet - she has answered his questions, given him what he had wanted to know. It's his turn now. From the tone of his voice (and the fact that she hadn't been able to truly be an active resident Tephran up until this point), she wants to know who he is.
"Your name," She speaks, looking back to him. "You forgot to give me your name." She follows him as he continues to depart.
when it's said and done, we'll have our scars to show
@[Longclaw]