Steel and claw

Aliana watched as Avacyn got up, reinvigorated from her medicine, and rushed back into the fray. With a proud smile, the clouded fae knew her job here had been done. She watched as Chimera went charging in to immediately pounce upon Artorias, making her giggle as she watched the two old friends begin to tousle with one another. But then Ali turned to sneak around the edge of the battlefield and ran face to face with a dark-furred woman from the Hallows, looking just as spooked by her appearance as she was to the stranger’s.

Time stood still. The two medics stared at each other in a mix of panic and uncertainty. Aliana had never been confronted in a fight before. A pacifist by nature, Ali had no idea what to do now. Her heart hammered in her chest, adrenaline coursing as the other fae glared at her, but made no move to engage her. So Aliana did the only thing she could think of—she fixed the Hallows woman with her best stern mom glare. Treating the confrontation like she was scolding one of her dozen sons, Ali’s aqua eyes narrowed and her lips set into a tight line, holding her opponent’s stare like she were an obstinate pup. The quintessential "don’t fuck around with me" mom look. Hopefully it worked.

Aliana vs Gwynevere for Dominance (stare down)
Round 1/1
Age: 1+ years
Size: Small
Build: Light
Defensive Battle Accessory: Traveling cloak
Companion 1: Musician Wren, Male - Flying
Skills: Master Healer & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Field Medic

"Aliana Klein"