𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩 . . . a stumble to right , unintentionally avoiding incoming blow letting it shred the earth instead.
“ think I drank too much ... ”
she'd move to simply poke the others cheek at unreasonable speed for a drunk.
ᅠᅠ
in the blink of the eyes the blade was already swung down from the goddess's immediate left .. movements so fast she could nigh
say she believed she caught her off guard . nigh .
ᅠᅠ
oh, from shivering to barking .
I do enjoy a good 𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 pup.
shall we ?
( tossing aside her bottle , Lythari stumbled to her feet. a sway in her stance as she taunted her guest with the wag of a finger. )
show me those 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀 .
── 𝖫𝖸𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖱𝖨 .
a divine beast that once stalked ancient elven woods , some feared it and others worshipped it.
it became revered , praised and soon despised by other gods . . .
It's blessing grants swiftness and durability.