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‘ bellamy. ‘ there’s a certain amusement to her tone as she sheathes her weapon, eyebrows raised thinly. this is not her territory, not anymore. ever since her decision to leave and become a member of the ICE NATION, she was as much a stranger here as the sky people were, but that doesn’t stop the blonde from taking a step forward. ‘ i do not see lexa with you, i trust that doesn’t mean she’s DEAD. ‘
FOR @belomi. ⁾
‘ WHAT must i do to earn your trust? ‘ comes the woman’s question, clear and ringing with such a false display of honesty that she prayed her fellow grounder couldn’t see through. many still saw her as TRIKRU, despite her attempts to assimilate with the ice nation’s culture. and before the ice queen’s very flesh and blood, she made an effort to prove her stance. ‘ i wish to fight for your nomon’s people, have i not made that clear? ‘
FOR @icethrones. ⁾
FOOTSTEPS TREADED CAREFULLY through the woodsy area that she had once called home, a place she had not returned since her decision to ( leave ) and she knows well to be careful. trikru does not take kindly to TRAITORS, and while it’s not a fight she’s looking for here, spear is still holstered at her side, the cold and pointed tip glinting under the sun’s unforgiving rays, and she wouldn’t be against protecting herself if the need arose. instead, she made sure to stick the shadows, using the trees as coverage. however, despite her BEST EFFORTS, it becomes more apparent that she is not alone, and so she steps out of hiding, hand itching for her spear but making no movement to grab it - a display that she meant no harm. ‘ show yourself . ‘
FOR @imqetuous. ⁾
SHE REMEMBERED RUNNING. running, though her spear was no true match for man's gun, and as she awoke in a cold cage, she felt the blood still-seeping from the wound in her side. when it came to fight or flight instinct, the grounder immediately fought, pale hands wrapped tightly around the steel bars and shook them to no avail. groans of pain and shouts of her own people echoed around the large chamber, sending a chill down her spine. when she heard the tell-tale signs of someone walking, boots clacking against floor that stood out against even the loudest cries, bruised and bloodied knuckles once more shook the bars of the cage vigorously, hoping to garner the most attention. ‘ hei! ‘ she shouted, loud and indignant, directly in the male’s direction. ‘ odon hir! ‘
FOR @dangerknocking. ⁾
