Fires on the brink
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ooc: let me reply with Zana first, then anyone can join...

She had been gone a long long time. Why had she chosen to bring greetings to the creatures that probably hated her the most, or at least those that could remember her. This, she had no choice in. Jac had decided that they would spend time in Eire alongside her brother and his mate for a moment in time, when they had finally left to return to their life of piracy she had been asked to return to the lands they were from and bestow upon their tiny sibling a rather annoying and bothersome gift.

The Sadira woman stood proud and arragant on the edge of their lands. She knew the clan and she knew their ways, not as well as the actual members, but enough to keep her distance when she called for the pygmy sibling of hers. She knew she was here, the younger woman's scent coated the lands border. Firefly wouldn't admit it but she was rather impressed the tiny one had lived through the events in Eire and returned to their real world to make a name for herself. She knew the younger Sadira would do nothing but make a damn show for herself or die trying.. it was in their blood after all.

Firefly had tried many ways to make a name for herself, she was a snake of sorts, a golddigger, the plaything of kings, of leaders.. but she was dark under it all and she planned on making her name now. She was done being second best, done being a puppet. There was a darkness inside her that had been growing and breeding in her heart. The beast wished to be unleased and the woman was alone on the shore this time.. with deeds to be done and hearts to be turned.


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