[Maeva]

@waka

She liked the members of Gemini, and she certainly loved her sweet friend. But the world beckoned and called to her — it could pull her away from her own family, Sterling was no exception, no matter how much Maeva adored him.

But the gray girl would return to the silvery prince of Gemini — perhaps after finding something lovely to show him. Maeva always returned to the pieces of her heart.

Aimlessly, the youth wandered, mismatched eyes never lingering too long upon any one thing. She drank it all in; the lilac trees, the array of flowers in pastel colors, the singing birds and occasional deer that bounded out of her path.

The sights are committed to memory — after all, lands living things too, she would remember this place.

Jacaranda trees began to thin out as Maeva made her way toward a field of pale greens and white flowers. They reminded her of Pine, of learning and playing with Sterling amongst white flowers stained scarlet. Perhaps Sterling would enjoy the nostalgia — she’s sure they could play in this field as well.

Humming pleasantly, the gray girl twirls on her heel to retrieve Sterling, only to pause at the sight of a familiar figure. We can dissect her next, Sterling had whispered with that sweet smile of his. Is she unwell? Maeva had wondered.

"Hello," The girl chimed in that singsong voice of hers.

I could sing for her.

[akante]

no please dont

[Shuck]

@ilunga

#317873

She was determined to find him, eyes were like heat seeking missiles, but her search had led her to one fruitless lead to another. Where the fuck was he? The beast clawed at her ribs and growled deep within her chest, urging her on. She'd turn this place upside down, tearing into any that got into her way. Every time she thought she was close on the trail? Well it turned up that she'd just missed him, all that meant was he'd be in a load more of hurt once she got her jaws on him.

The stormy child had to silence the ever nagging thought of, 'well you should have just rung his fucking neck when you first saw him here', but that meant in front of everyone. The adults would have been on her before she was able to lay a single cut on him. That was some shit she just couldn't afford, not when she had waited so patiently for this moment, her revenge.

It's a chance occurrence that she'd find herself in the presence of his little girlfriend, though not an extremely unlikely on, she reeked of him after all. Wild eyes set upon the girl's gray form, silhouetted by purple blooms behind her. Shuck could feel her muzzle twitch, the little beastie growled deep within, but that wild eyed little girl merely regarded the other with calculated coldness.

Muzzle would upturn as the other turned to greet her sweetly, Shuck's lip rose in response, head tilting back and showing off too much fang and gum for it to be any pleasant sort of look in regard to the pretty little moth that flew into her sights. This one was with him at their entrance here, what are you gonna do to her? Hurt her? Are you gonna hurt her, kid? Look at you, that face! Haha!! You wanna hurt her!!! "What the fuck's up, bitch?" Came her biting retort, eyes locked as she staggered closer, closing the distance between the two.

"So, where the FUCK IS HE?!" Temper flared instantaneously, pupils shrinking to the size of dots, teeth flashed dangerously, but not as dangerous as they could have been. "And don't play fucking DUMB WITH ME YOU STUPID BITCH!! WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT MOTHERFUCKER?!!!????" Shuck spat, red red red. This one could feign pretty, dumb, and innocent all she wanted, Shuck knew the truth. Don't make me rip it outta ya, on second thought, fucking DO.

[Maeva]

@waka

The girl greeted Maeva with an unseemly snarl, but the gray forest child simply smiled blithely in return, settling down amongst the soft flowers with her long lush tail curled neatly around her. She doesn’t grace the snarling girl’s retort with a response of her own. Maeva merely hums thoughtfully with a hint of amusement, her mismatched eyes narrowed and assessing.

To anyone other than Sterling or her family, the look could easily be interpreted as condescending.

With her interest waning, she’s about ready to sweep past the girl to retrieve Sterling. But oh, the girl decides to yell.

“So, where the FUCK IS HE?! And don't play fucking DUMB WITH ME YOU STUPID BITCH!! WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT MOTHERFUCKER?!!!????”

Head tilted slightly to the right, the curtain of gray curls shifting with the movement. It isn’t a leap in logic to assume the screeching girl is asking about Sterling – he and Maeva had rarely left each other’s side the entire journey to Inaria.

Vague curiosity and amusement once more dances across the fae child’s dappled features, and she wonders why the girl screamed and threw such a fit in a short period of time – perhaps she truly was unwell. Perhaps her brain was sick. Poor, poor girl. "Are you ill?" Maeva asks with a sympathetic hum, "Do you want Sterling's help?"

"Our help." She ammends after a beat, a smile clandestine and sweet upon her soft speckled features. “I could sing for you.”

[Shuck]

@ilunga

#317873

Heart rattled on like it was caged, just like that creature that lived in her belly, the one that fed her thoughts and screamed for something more, it frothed and rolled, and SCREAMED. Always screaming, always drowning out her thoughts, but also keeping her focused on the most important thing. Killing those fuckers. So when Maeva smiled at her, Shuck felt her lip instantly curl back to show fangs, just the slightest hint that maybe the gray girl was unknowingly poking the bear.

But it's when the girl opens her mouth that Shuck marches forward, body a hurricane and drool looking to drip from an open mouth. "Shut up." Came a guttural retort, wild eyed and fully aware of the situation, but it was quickly becoming out of control. It was a trait of Shuck's, a storm that never once slowed down, but continuously sped up. A trait her family no doubt found exhausting. "Shut your dumb FUCKING MOUTH, IF YOU AIN'T GOT ANY OF MY FUCKING ANSWERS." Stopping just a few inches from pretty little Maeva.

"YOU FUCKING USELESS AIRHEAD BITCH." Fur prickled and pupils contracted to mere dots in a sea of golden amber. Sterling's gray haired little girlfriend was about as useful as a piece of shit covered in flowers. The idea came from below, or at least that's where it sounded like it had come from, deep inside, guttural and vicious. She's fucking protecting him, kid!! She's wasting your fucking time, just beat the answers outta her, the sooner you rip off her head the sooner you can take that shit to Sterling, HAHAHAA! Yeah, yeah. That's right, lip lifted into a sneer, a snort escaping her. There it was, stepping around the girl in the same predatory circling motion that mirrored a shark's.

A lick of her chops and a familiar glint in those wild eyes. "I get it, you're gonna fucking hold that information from me. You don't want me hurting your boyfriend, buuuuuut, you don't get a say in that." With each circle, the distance between the two grew smaller. "But don't worry! We'll both be seeing him! Then you two can spend all your time together!" You'll be dead! He'll be dead! How romantic!!! Body shook with throaty chuckle that held back the excitement of what was to come. Always getting lost in that perfect little Shuck made paradise.

Cause you'll be singing alright, crying, and SCREAMING. It was a flash, almost as if she was starting to get the hang of this, movements that flowed into one like liquid. Jaws out stretched to bite into the side of the spotted girl's neck, what little weight she had would be used to try and push the other over. "I'm gonna kill YOU AND HIM." Words growled into whatever fur or flesh those snapping jaws were able to reach if Maeva chose to dodge.

[Maeva]

@waka

While Shuck's heart rages and storms, Maeva's remains a steady thrum. A tranquil contrast to the stormy girl that is all thunder and rattle and boom. The amusement never quite leaves the dappled girl's expression, even as Shuck comes threateningly close with crazed rantings spilling from her lips with spittle and drool. She's sick. Is all Maeva can reason here. This poor, poor girl is sick -- what an unfortunate sight.

It looks painful.

Perhaps Shuck will learn today that not all things small and fragile looking will bow before her. Perhaps she'll learn that looks are deceiving.

(The eye of the storm is deceptive, Shuck, the strongest winds are just at its edges).

Mismatched eyes narrow to tiny pinpricks as the raving girl's nonsense morph into a clear threat. The world may be pretty, Mae-mae, but it isn't kind. Her mother had murmured time and time again. The spotted woman could never keep her wayward daughter from wandering, she could not cage the forest child nor did she try to. So you have to defend yourself, do you understand?. And Maeva understood -- it was just another song, another dance for her to partake in. Some sick things needed extra help. "No. You won't hurt him." A willowy whisper. To older ears, to another generation, to a black and blue striped woman and a silver haired doctor somewhere in the lilac forest, the tone may have been eerily familiar.

It is in her blood, after all.

The golden eyed girl lunged with drooling jaws open and full of malice, and Maeva whirled around to meet her. Dappled frame reared slightly, and Shuck's teeth would certainly find something as the fae girl's foreleg shot out in a ruthless jab, aiming to ram right into the girl's open mouth. Pressing forward, Maeva would force her weight down upon the other girl to try and force Shuck's head down, her own jaws parting to try and lay a series of snaps over the top of the pirate girl's head or face or ears, wherever they may land.

Breathe, snap, snarl, repeat. It was just another song.

[Shuck]

@ilunga

#317873

There was a price to be paid for being so quick to dash someone out, it came when Shuck's lunge was met with Maeva turning in an instant to meet her in full, leg reaching out to choke her, and Maeva would indeed hear a "HHULGH" noise from Shuck. However, if the gray spotted child believed that she'd be getting that leg back, then she had another thing coming. As soon as her mouth felt the weight of the other's leg enter her gaped jaws they were closed in an instant.

Pressure, pressure, apply continuous pressure, teeth sought to puncture skin and grind against ligaments, tendons, and bone alike. Shuck would hold her there with ever increasing pressure. Break it, Break it, BREAK IT. This position did have a draw back of leaving her open to a flurry of Maeva's own attacks. The spotted girl finding purchase on Shuck's ears ripping away at them, the Storm winced through the sharp stinging pain.

Hell, Shuck even HELPED Maeva in that regard as she roughly yanked her head, there was a sickeningly painful feeling as cartilage tore and made deep, jagged nicks into sharply pointed ears. In that moment Shuck surged forward from below, Maeva's leg still in tow as she aimed to knock her head against the apex of underside of the girl's jaw and throat, a move to shock her for air in that moment to lead up into her next attack.

A throwback to Ant back in the tree, a move she liked to call 'Oops'. Shuck found strength in her resolve, ambition, and above all else, her ruthless determination. A tornado on the open sea, rose the waves and lightning would strike. She'd begin to spin, forcing the spotted girl to spin with her. Claws scoring the ground, and still she proceeded, what little she could see in the whirl of the world was a tree that she was pushing the two near. Once momentum was gained, Shuck let go of Maeva's leg as she angled the girl's impact hopefully toward the's trunk, staggering to regain her own balance and senses.