What Is A Man With No Honor? |Any|

[Reia]

no one really knows what the ocean hides
but you and I, bird, we’re gonna find out

”You’re a BIRD?!” She clamors as her eyes watch his body condense and fold into itself until a crow takes his place. ”I bet you’re delicious,” drool immediately pools in her mouth, anticipating an easy meal until the crow contorts again and reverts into a horse. Reia ambles back in that moment, bewildered and concerned as her gaze scrutinizes him in expectance of another change, but it never comes. Instead, the boy reprimands her much like Eurwen in the Playground. An instant look of disgust crosses Reia’s face and her mane blazes in frustration along the gentle arch of her crest.

It would be easier to lash out, to bite into him and silence him, but she hesitates.
Hesitation is a predator’s weakness.

By pausing and composing herself first, Reia loses the thrum of agitation as her fuel. It dissipates after a few breaths, her chest heaving until she has settled down enough to reply. Although her voice is level, it’s rigid and chilled to the bone. ”I’m a predator. That’s what I do,” she takes a slow step forward, closer to him, ”I eat things.” The crimson lining her lips is a deterrence to most. Not everyone is like her, she begins to think as she reads the shock on his face.

As a possible remedy, Reia clumsily tries to lick the residual blood from her mouth, offering a lopsided grin only when she assumes herself done. With a lack of interaction and inexperience in the social norm, she tries to somehow force a relationship on them. She is greatly unaware of her parent’s interactions. All she knows is that she was born and they were already standing above her with pointed smiles and talk of hunting. Is that all it is? Just a forced conversation that seals everything in proper place? Confident, she ruffles her wings before coolly saying, ”Now talk to me or I’ll eat you, too.”

and I'll be next to you when the lights go out

Reia

@[Corban]