@IRIDs_escence — answer for now.
The raven rolled her eyes before reaching her hand out to help him up. Her touch, something she rarely gave out willingly, a sort of olive branch. “Calling me short is against the rules too, you know?”
Her voice was —
@gossipinrainbow Cut to this small plot of land Wednesday found during one of her walks through the forest. It was home to an abandoned cemetery with broken, wearied tombstones that dated back to as far as the 1700s.
She turned to meet Enid's gaze, —
@IRIDs_escence — with the wall; she was counting on this to be distracting enough for her to fake a strike, then another, then,
She swept his leg, watching as he fell to the ground. The seer diligently removed her mask, her darkened brown eyes —
@IRIDs_escence — knew what he was doing, trying to get a rise out of her. It worked on her worst days but today, she was nothing but determined.
“I would not be so smug when you have yet to score against me.”
@IRIDs_escence Irid was definitely one of the more difficult opponents she'd faced. Being in a match against them was as entertaining as watching. Every deflection a work of art that even Wednesday couldn't help but admire.
And it irritated her. She —