by AnnaCat17 » Tue May 14, 2019 12:33 am
Mace looked around, ready to destroy everyone there if it came down to it but he realized to keep Lily safe he might need help. He paced aroubd Lily, watching the elves as he clawed at the ground, making it seem like he was just agitated but was actually carving in the mark Astra had showed him over their debated on Asmund and Bard. He hoped she was right about him. He scratched at his ear, his claws knicking his skin causing a few drops of blood to fall onto the center of the mark as he stoped pacing and stood close to Lily.
Bard sat at lunch with the others, playing with a feather that had fallen off of Aonani's wing and was trying to tickle her with it. Suddenly he gasped as dropped the feather as he held his head in pain, groaning as he felt pulled to go somewhere else.