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Terra growled as she moved through the broken lands. Her shoulder watered the land with her blood. She had done her best to ask for peace, only to be treated in such a way. Terra was angry, but her want was genuine. Inferni would not be touched. The trickster paused at the stream she'd played with, the cracked ice still visible. Carefully Terra shifted into optime form. Lowering herself down she washed the wounds with care, flinching slightly as the cold soaked in. She didn't have anything to keep the wound from dripping with, and Terra decided she'd be fine with the blood helping the land heal.
Terra walked through, her red hair falling and intermingling with the blood that slowly trailed down her body. It no longer hit the ground, a long path for it to wind through. Spotting a horse up ahead Terra paused. If there was a rider, they might have something she could use. Silent as a ghost Terra crossed the distance. Reaching them Terra glanced down carelessly, noting the bare spot of the land. A place so badly injured it might not ever grow back. Terra lifted her gaze again to meet the mismatched pair, her eyes laughing almost cruelly as she took him in. Travel far?
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