โ ย ย ย ย sometimes suffering is just suffering. it doesn't make you stronger. it doesn't build character. it only hurts.
๐จ๐ง๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐
&. ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ // oc
a cage fighter. valkyrie
sharpshooter. semi - detailed. crossover welcome.
Fingers brushing against each other , her free hand stroking the other's arm.
There's a smile when lips pressed against her shoulder โ she missed the other valkyrie as well.
Thereโs a nose nuzzling into the other warriorโs shoulder. Her hand slowly sliding up the otherโs side, and across her ribs until it reaches the searching hand. Fingers lacing securely.
She may even be pressing a soft kiss to her shoulder. Sheโs missed her, dearly.
the blonde frowned , she must be talking about one of her sisters.
"I never collected a soul.. I don't have my wings.." a valkyrie her age and not even a own pair of wings? such a disappointment.
The thought that crosses her mind in this momentโhurts more than any punch the Valkyrie had thrown.
โ You did once. โ she mumbles, wincing once more. โ I believe you still do. Thereโs always battle. โ
The blonde scrunched her nose , head shakes from side to side.
"Never heard of this realm , think we never collect.." she's not going to admit that never been to a battle to collect someone's soul..
Thereโs a light shrug, taking this moment to relax any tension in her body.
โ Itโs a realm of the Fae. They train their warriors ruthlessly. โ sheโs a proud fae. Head held high.