short starter, but they'll get longer.

Robust and serpentine appendages propelled the pallid miscreant around the outskirts of a foreign lake, a thick blanket of ice sheathing the murky liquid and immediately triggering intrigue within the adolescent as she examined the living contents that thrived beneath the solid exterior. It was a peculiar aspect and one that the phantom hadn?t been witness to previously for she had spent the entirety of her life in a humid climate where ice and snow were rare to encounter. Although the sheet adorning the surface of the lake appeared durable enough to sustain her weight, still the porcelain viper was wary of its capabilities, mismatched gaze lingering upon the transparent mass as she scrutinized it, ceasing in her stride to halt near the once-shoreline of the lake while she pondered. The desire to waltz across the rink was strong within her, and soon the babe found a single forelimb elevating from its position planted firmly against the earth and outstretching tentatively towards the foreign substance. For a few moments, the wraith allowed her forepaw to hover over the ice before she inhaled deeply in preparation for the worst-case scenario, pressing her digits against the frozen liquid until the transparent substance illuminated at her touch. Abruptly and out of sheer astonishment, the babe withdrew her paw from the solid surface of the lake, pupils dilating as she examined the area that had previously supported her paw, only to find that the vibrant verdant glow had vanished. Perplexed by the phenomenon, the juvenile repeated the process, a devious grin spreading vastly across her visage as the glow returned to outline her forepaw, allowing her paw to remain pressed against the ice as she admired her work.

Far from the red pines, which had been their home. That was before Canttina decided to move them all from the red pines to some rickety old boat. It was beyond her as to why the crazed fea wanted to live in such a place; shaking that head the women soon found her self near a lake as she left the forest. Her eyes settling on a form just in front of her, a pup, one that would be easy to claim no doubt. Smirking, Morgana moved forward silently until the wraith was only but a few paw steps behind her. "Boo." Was all that left her, in a full intent to scare the kid shitless, at lest for a few brief moments.

An abrupt wave of courage crashed over the enigmatic phantom, fueling her rigid limbs to pull the entirety of her masculine body upon the solid surface of the frozen lake, neither feeling trembles beneath her paws nor disturbed by the cacophony of shattering ice as it sustained her mass without falter. Metallic and amethyst gaze lingered upon the illuminated areas that outlined her paws, pupils permeating the sheet of ice she had rooted herself to as she attempted to scavenge for the answer to her wonderment, failing to detect the microscopic and bioluminescent creatures that emitted the faint light that so perplexed her. Instead, her eyes devoured naught but the aquatic vegetation that billowed far beneath her paws and a small variety of fish that somehow still managed to survive in the freezing climate, fully captivating her attention as she observed silently and curiously, oblivious to the fact that her presence had attracted an onlooker. A singular brow quirked upon her forehead as her attention was directed towards the invader that had presented itself in the form of a single syllable, muzzle tipping towards her side as she attempted to peer over her shoulder at the creature. Through her peripheral vision, the pallid adolescent was greeted with the silhouette of another canine who appeared similar in stature, causing her entire body to pivot slowly in its direction to enable a better view. Vagueness crept across her porcelain countenance as her pupils trailed the dull features of the unknown, lingering upon the other?s deep cerulean eyes as she retorted. ?How terrifying,? she drawled, the sardonic tone to her response pronouncing her insincerity.

A brow rose as Morgana stood there, watching as the younger fea tested the ice obviously having little to no fear of falling into the water. Perhaps she should remedy that? Something ticked in that mind of hers only to bring a smirk to those thin black lips of hers. As she turned to face her ignoring the comment about her being 'terrify' Morgana would fix that and very quickly. "Very." That was all the other had to go off of as Morgana's shot forward in an attempt to quite slam into the younger fea and force her back; that jaw agape as those teeth sought a hold of the feas scruff region of the neck; anything to help solidify her hold upon her.


Occ; Morg muse ish small Dx.

Despite her youth, there were few -- if any -- things that intimidated the enigmatic hellion, having been subject to the incessant, unforeseeable, and often savage physical abuse by her vehement mother. Pain had developed into something tolerable to the phantom child, and if the ardent wraith placed so determinedly before her desired to strike fear into her hardened core with the threat of attack, her efforts would remain futile -- even encouraged. The heat of battle was a concept the adolescent welcomed with opened arms, the devious gleam that shone across her mismatched eyes only pleading for it as she looked upon the grey woman, pupils locking with the other's out of raw defiance, attempting to spark an urge for retaliation within her challenger as an arrogant smirk chiseled her pristine facial features. A similar expression to the porcelain babe's own contorted the dark woman's countenance before a singular syllable slipped past her lips, fueling Artemis' internal inferno with its complete obstinacy. Then, without so much as a warning gesture, the creature shot forward, barreling forward with impeccable speed to where the pallid juvenile had rooted herself upon the ice, far too swift in pace to dodge. Gargantuan paws scraped against the ice as the Elysius babe attempted to scramble away from her current adversary's path of destruction, failing to escape harm's way as the other's weight crashed mercilessly into her own, causing her to ricochet off of the wench and slide further out onto the radiant rink, managing to avoid the other's potential grasp to her scruff as the distance widened between them. Dulled nails grappled the solid sheet of frozen mass beneath her paws to slow her momentum, neck descending to fall in alignment with her spinal column as her tail tensed behind her rump, serving as a rudder to aide her in her attempted halt. Once the babe had secured a stationary stance, her narrowed gaze fell upon that of her assailant's, knees bending to lower her center of gravity as she spread her limbs equidistant apart, allowing her toes to splay across the ice to better her balance while her shoulders rolled forward to provide the base of her neck with an extra layer of protection, aided by the prickling of her hackles. "Very cute," the adolescent cooed, attempting to further taunt the bitch and force her to attack once more, ears pinning against her crown as she finalized her defenses in preparation for the impending battle.