Deathwish
im a DIY pioneer, they tryna get involved
She has no allegiance to them. But, like her father, she is bored.
And so she follows them. A tired profile rests upon her features, her silver/grey eyes surveying the landscape as she ventures forth with them, recognizing the land around her. They were heading towards Hyaline. The land she had once wreaked havoc in. But when they turn, her eyes quirk and the scents change. A place she’s never been.. Another kingdom? They linger, and she says nothing as she walks up to the coppery mare, standing silent as she watches Gryffen and Thana push off down the bluff. “He must have a hard-on for trees.”
For once, she finds herself watching contentedly, to see what lay in store. Why DW chose to remain silent, not even she was for certain. But one thing was for sure—she was an instrument of chaos, and she just likes to watch the world burn.
As long as she doesn’t get dirty. A lady never sullies herself.
She turns her face to Jah-Lilah, and pulls closer to her, as if drawing her into a secret. “What have you to do with them? I can tell that you are not…dark. Unless you have many secrets yet to be revealed.” She huffs. “My name is Deathwish.”
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