OOC Jan 25
A small frown fell on Terra's face as Caspa moved to escape. Even worse, the old man made a point of proving his mysticism by attacking that move. Terra knew that Caspa was close to justice, holding goodness strong. The comparison to light and dark was older than her, and she struggled to keep from baring her fangs. Of course not. She's a warrior. She seeks out the darkness and destroys it, not hiding behind a mask and hoping it passes her by. Feeling a more personal draw to defeat the old man and prove her worth Terra turned to face Caspa.
Stay. This will be interesting. Her usually bright eyes were dark, revealing the flip side of the trickster personality. She wasn't just fun and games, but wild and beyond control. Terra took as she wished, and did as she needed with no regret, no guilt, no matter what it was. Her eyes destroyed all innocence her youth might give her, appearing to be older than everyone in the room, even the man sitting across from them. This was Coyote, in all her essence, standing in the room, ready to take on the world and laugh at it's antics.
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