my heart was never pure; any

[Kimber]

let me tell you something baby,
you love me for everything you hate me for
Magic had offered her nothing good either, it stripped her kingdom of it's trees and her of her confidant and once-lover; Warship but it also created her immortality. Life has a way of balancing things, the tide must come in and it must go out. The dip dyed mare wanted nothing more to see a particular magician dead but alas, they're better at playing hide and seek than she; a mere average woman.

Kimber has found several floaters about the kingdom and it aggitates her, did anyone bother to ask and wait to be seen or tended to? Did anyone have a purpose here other than to eat the vegetation and fuck in the darkness of the night? Perhaps she herself needed to be covered in sweat, be it battle or pleasure. Either way, this girl would likely get a the brunt of it. "You there, what's your name, where are you from and what do you need?" she spits out like venom, not necessarily because of the girl personally but it was just her mood for the day (or hour).

Her brow lightens up some, "Kimber, the Colonel of the Army." With that she tucks her bluejay wings to her side but her stare is still piercing and on edge. She cannot explain why she's so uppity today but whatever it was had taken all control.