notyetlegend: (I can't do the little things)
мerιda oғ dυnвrocн ([personal profile] notyetlegend) wrote in [community profile] eachdraidh2014-11-15 09:06 am

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Mum?

[Somehow Merida's locket has jarred itself open when she hopped off of Angus, coming out from its resting place beneath her dress. Coming towards her is a beautiful woman, storming along the path in front of them, dress in her hands and a stern look on her face. Angus whickers in anxiety, prancing back and nudging his nose against Merida's head as though to tell her something but she's not paying attention to her faithful horse. She hasn't seen her mum in over a month, and the scene replaying out in front of her is too familiar.]

You embarrassed them, Merida. You embarrassed me.

You...I...mum...

[She seems to be stuck on words to say, as Angus bites his teeth down on her locket chain and pulls her back with it, tearing it off and causing it to fall to the side. The angle is haphazard now, but the view still the same. Merida visibly shrinks against him as Elinor comes to a stop a few feet from her, gesturing wildly and the expression on her face only becoming angrier.]

Turnin' me into a bear? What were you thinkin', lass? All I've ever done has been for you, Merida.

I know that...mum, I know that now, just...please, listen to me...

[Elinor shifts suddenly, her entire form lowering itself down to the ground as black fur sprouts over her body, snarls coming from her mouth that's now a bear's snout. She snarls, hackles raising and Angus scampers as she stalks forward, causing Merida to fall back now that she hasn't her horse to lean against. She scrambles out of sight of the locket, and the bear towers over her, roaring as she screams.]


[ooc: people are more than welcome to tag her, as I'll be having her answer messages after the conflict is done with :3]
oathshackledbird: White Knight (White Knight)

[personal profile] oathshackledbird 2014-11-25 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
You are most welcome and I will be quite sure to do that. Sleep well whenever it finally finds you.

[Diarmuid nods and then shuts his locket to end the feed.]