06-09-2020, 05:32 PM
She was not quite what you would call refined
The storms call her. How could they not? She has always been a whirlwind, and now the storm is a part of her, every beat of her wings reverberates with thunder and the lightning ripples over her feathers, sizzling and hissing with that strange sharp scent like chlorine. There is a thrill to the feel of it, to the way the wind buffets against her face, the way it feels like she might die when she wheels and dives and falls to the earth.
Her landing is a flurry of feathers and wind and rain and thunder, as much her own as of the storm that rumbles away and pelts the broad grey river. The water turns dull, opaque with the swell of groundwater the forms runnels around her feet. In the midst of it, a giant whirls and frets, and though even her eagle's eyes can't easily tell white iris from sclera, she can smell the building explosion within him, fear and fury and confusion. It sets him to dancing and swinging his head as though fighting the rain and the girl grins wide, shaking her wet and heavy wings to release a spray of water before thinking them away. They melt into her skin and she is just that much smaller when she approaches him.
"Hey," She almost has to shout of the sound of the rain and the thunder of his feet on the sodden earth, "You afraid of the thunder or somethin'?"
Her landing is a flurry of feathers and wind and rain and thunder, as much her own as of the storm that rumbles away and pelts the broad grey river. The water turns dull, opaque with the swell of groundwater the forms runnels around her feet. In the midst of it, a giant whirls and frets, and though even her eagle's eyes can't easily tell white iris from sclera, she can smell the building explosion within him, fear and fury and confusion. It sets him to dancing and swinging his head as though fighting the rain and the girl grins wide, shaking her wet and heavy wings to release a spray of water before thinking them away. They melt into her skin and she is just that much smaller when she approaches him.
"Hey," She almost has to shout of the sound of the rain and the thunder of his feet on the sodden earth, "You afraid of the thunder or somethin'?"