She has become comfortably numb.

[Malka]

Faith is the bird that feels the light

when the dawn is still dark.

She had never seen a mare as fearful as this pair seemed to be and it bothered Malka. She had been through hell and back and still stood strong for herself. She'd been starved, raped, beaten and had nearly died. She'd been a prisoner to both the Chamber and the Valley and yet she was still as determined and fiery as ever.

Neither mare moves to free herself and the ice creature speaks, receiving a scoffing laugh in return. "You've never met an Amazon before than?" she poses, more stating a fact than a question. Bold, outgoing nature was prominent among the Jungle mares as was the confident nature that allowed them to rule themselves without a man in charge.

Even as the continue to talk, Malka moves towards the mares seeking to herd them away from the situation. As she starts forward though, a circle of ice forms around the scared mares and Malka turns on her haunches, ears flat against the top of her head and teeth bared. "Move along, stallion," she hisses under her breath. It had been many a year since she had been in a fight, but she was not about to back down when she was well aware the lifestyle that would follow if the mares were taken by the ice man.

The ice then begins to move towards her and she leaps forward towards the stallion as if to bite him in the face. It is but a mere second though before she is no longer horse and there are now a pair of sharp bird talons driving towards his eyes. She knew not if his ice powers were limited to the ground or if he could throw icicles as well, but she was sure to soon find out.

Malka

immortal, quetzal-shifting Erinak of the 'Zons

(OOC: Sorry about the wait. I worked 6, 12hr shifts last week )