» every broken promise

The harpy eyed Kisamoa briefly as she went to hand the god items to him, watching as he said thank you with an emphasis on her. It felt right in her chest, but part of her worried for him. Would it be enough to actually change what was happening above? Would there be anything left? A sinking feeling began to grow in her stomach at the thought of Khairi, flying aimlessly in search for his bonded that had somehow managed to live – so far – through the strange waters of the underworld. She was brought back to a sudden reality as his muzzle, aligned with jagged and sharp teeth, touched her glowing X on her chest in a softness that almost took her aback. Yet she listened, white rimmed ears tipping forward to hear his warning. That things would be different upon re-entry, and she nodded slowly as though she understood – hoping that hers wouldn’t be terrible. There was no way to know for certain, however, until she made it to the surface. Kiada maneuvered herself a bit closer to him as he wrapped his snake-like body around her and suddenly they were rising through the world she had fallen into. When they emerged, Khairi screeched what sounded like a blood curdling growl as Kiada’s body reached the surface. He circled over her, having found her after so long without any sign of the spotted girl. When she reached the surface, she stood on shaky legs, eyes looking immediately for Khairi, then Kisamoa, then to the others still surviving on the sidelines. And she inhaled sharply in an attempt to get ready to call to them that they needed to go, when simultaneously Kisamoa’s call to ‘run’ paired up with a gurgled feeling deep within Kiada’s throat as she tried to breathe. It felt as though water was constantly running down her throat, and she shook her head violently trying to rid herself of the feeling, but it wouldn’t go. The surface beneath her froze, and she finally realized that she needed to run despite the fact she felt as though she could hardly breathe. She picked up her dark inky hooves, and took off in the direction of the others with Khairi flying in tow, uncertain where she was running to, but running nonetheless. Then, she looked back to Kisamoa as he began to close the river, and part of her was thankful for it, but for now she needed to figure out how to remedy the feeling that she was drowning in her own skin. "Talk." Kiada mama, i hope you get this know the bed is warm and our hearts are cold know never have i been better.

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AH SO FUN <3 Rip Kia and her breathing from now on xD