Wild Things

otem You'll remember me when the west wind moves upon the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky when we walked in fields of gold Although he hadn't bothered to answer her questions, the sapphire blossom sprouting from her blood seemed to do that for him. Was that something she had done, or him? Presumably he wouldn't have just stabbed her if he hadn't known something like this would have happened ... but then again, as a granddaughter of the earth, perhaps this sort of thing was literally in her blood? Then again, if he had just fucking asked she could have grown it for him, but- -dumbfounded, the girl watched as the stallion plucked the bloom and turned tail. Shocked and sort of outraged, Otem, Pandora, and the conjured earth sprite simply watched him go, too confused to do much of anything. The magical conjuring disappeared as Otem's gaze looked at the now empty pool of her own blood. "What just happened." She muttered rhetorically in Pandora's direction. The owl hooted and tried to shrug, mentally sending back a jumble of thoughts that probably meant something like, you should be more careful. "Yeah. You're probably right." The girl agreed solemnly. YAY! And yeah, I noticed their magics are similiar! We'll definitely have to meet up again! :D

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