[Ammy doesn't move. Barely bats an eye as Ren paces around the edge of the blossom battered pathway to the Compound and tries in vain to call her again. She's still as a statue, and for a moment there's a blink...a flicker of color when Ren glances her way again. Rainbow hued flames dance and swirl from under a crimson disc, and wisps of fur curl along he wolf's shoulders, tail, and legs. Red marks are strewn in her fur like war paint...
And sunlight filters through the trees, scattering dots of brilliant light across the ground like a scattering of a hundred diamonds.
It's perhaps the last image Ren sees before she's throttling at the wolf, who remains where she's seated. Calm. Waiting. It may almost seem like the poor girl is going to bowl her over completely, but...no. Another blink and the wolf is gone, replaced only by a few dancing sparkles and a breathy panting right behind Ren if and when she stops. The wolf is fleet of foot, and faster than the wind itself. Certainly multitudes faster than an adrenaline filled child, too, though it may be hard to believe.
The visage of her godly form is gone though, for now, though the sunlight still seems to be gleaming beautifully through the canopy of bright, pink petals. Well done, small one, you've done something very brave.]
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And sunlight filters through the trees, scattering dots of brilliant light across the ground like a scattering of a hundred diamonds.
It's perhaps the last image Ren sees before she's throttling at the wolf, who remains where she's seated. Calm. Waiting. It may almost seem like the poor girl is going to bowl her over completely, but...no. Another blink and the wolf is gone, replaced only by a few dancing sparkles and a breathy panting right behind Ren if and when she stops. The wolf is fleet of foot, and faster than the wind itself. Certainly multitudes faster than an adrenaline filled child, too, though it may be hard to believe.
The visage of her godly form is gone though, for now, though the sunlight still seems to be gleaming beautifully through the canopy of bright, pink petals. Well done, small one, you've done something very brave.]