Jan 15, 2017
It’s said she’s made of storm cells & a wild coyote’s hungry heart, that she’s learned the lightening’s secret to ripping darkened skies apart. The power of her presence can bring the mountains to their knees, her song is one of chaos as she stirs the angry seas. But if you’ve met, you’d be none the wiser. Since she is also born of light, another face amongst the crowd; the hidden hiding in plain sight. Great power doesn’t always come inside the forms you’d assume. But you would never doubt her strength when she is howling at the moon. // INDEPENDENT ANIMALISTIC MALIA TATE. AS WRITTEN BY; TORIE.
