YOU'RE ONLY AS SICK AS YOUR SECRETS
Aela exhaled softly at the mention of fear.
Her nostrils flared slightly, and the palomino couldn't help the wry smile that curled against her pale lips. It was her favorite emotion; the easiest one to summon and to wield against another. When she only had her Echoes, the memories of what others were afraid of were the easiest for Aela to command and press into minds. It was how she learned that the emotion could carve away all the others so smoothly, and as she has gotten older, her Empathic abilities had grown stronger. Now, it wasn't only the memory of what they feared that Aela could project into them; she could become Fear itself.
For someone who was on the path for divinity, she found those interactions the most exhilarating.
She glances up from Radiance's shadows as the sabino continues to speak about the Eclipse and the darkness that so many others were afraid of. The golden woman peers to the other from beneath her flaxen forelock and tilts her lovely face towards the tri-colored mare. Aela surprises herself by genuinely laughing - something that she doesn't do often - and answers evasively, "I had to learn to be scarier than the monsters." She admits and watches the way that her fires flicker against Radiance's settling shadows, an almost perfect balance of light and dark.
"And what about you?" Aela asks after the shadow-weaver, still smiling coyly. Her admiration for her companion's ability - to command the fearsome Dark itself - lingered as she looked down again where their two powers of flame and shadow intermingled.
@Radiance