rcliicta sent a raven: ✦ 35 — “Yes, I’m jealous! Of course I’m jealous! How could I not be when I’m desperately in love with you?” - elios to eira
An eyebrow raises slowly, feeling the flare of heat press against her skin even as she reaches out with bone white fingers to soothe him. Eira hadn't been aware that jealousy was an option for the old god, hearing the soft sizzle of the hoarfrost that coated her meet that heat.
"What a fool thing to do,' summoning a wind, she lifted herself upwards feeling her form thin as it threatened to break apart before solidifying. "They're a blink of our eye, love. You won't remember them in our tomorrows.'
The mortal who'd been dancing with her upon the hill was already being forgotten, body broken from slipping on snow melted to refreeze into ice. His startled expression lingered, the way his fingers had grasped for hers when they'd been incorporeal. She only forced herself to focus on compacting the flurry of flakes into something graspable for one creature.
Though that didn't mean much when he was rumbly like this, a walking furnace seeking to undo all that hard work in a fit of temper. Lips brushing his forehead, she refused to be pulled close to him, staying just within reach of his hands and little else. He'd melt her for the joy of it then grouse that she'd left.
"Dance with me?'