tennessee heart

“you don’t look okay.” iris tells her, raising an eyebrow at lizzy, before iris moves away from the cow and her calf, eyes following lizzy and so did her feet.”nah not much. just a few small rock falls, but nothing too damaging. just spooked animals but i’ve got them calm enough that they’re eating now.” she says with a nod of her head.

Lizzy’s head was still reeling form the voices and whines. But she could hear that everything was starting to calm. Most of the horses in the barn were talking to each other and the livestock in the filed were lulling themselves to sleep. She sat down on the nearest stool outside the barn that faced the paddock. Her body now caught up to her mind and she realized that thirst gripped at her throat. Albeit her legs were still jelly beneath her and exhaustion still kept her mind at odds.

Taking her hands Keoki shook his head. “Are you sure that’s smart? Lizzy, something is wrong.” He said, but started to move her toward the barn anyway. 

Running after her, Keoki breathed a momentary sigh of relief, only to have the stress settle back on his chest when he watched her drop to her knees. “Lizzy!” He yelled again running to her side. Putting his hands on her shoulders, the merman couldn’t hide the worry that laced his features. “W-What are you doing? Lizzy please you need to calm down, you’re going to hurt yourself.” 

She stumbled over her works and reached for Keoki. “H-help me to the barn.”

Destan’s magic pulsed as the panic grew. She used the pulse to search for Sully, not sure where he was when surrounded by foreign land. Earthquakes and other disasters were normal on the surface, but here, a place where Destan was told she was safe she felt much more confused and vulnerable than she normally would’ve liked. With their bond, the witch was used to knowing where the wolf was when he wondered off, used to feeling his comforting presence, but now she felt nothing. So either he was too far, he was unconscious, or something else had happened.

Fear gripped Destan’s very soul, but a familiar, comforting feeling came to her like the touch of a ghost. It was faint, but her magic calmed when it felt the warmth, causing the pulses to dull to a slight beating. In her panicked state the witch initially could not differentiate the magic that bonded her to her coven to that of her familiar. Thinking it was Sully approaching, the witch calmed down considerably, but the voice threw her off.

She hadn’t heard that voice in so long, yet now that she really focused her magic on that connection that still bonded her and her old friend. “Lizzy?” She asked, confusion and disbelief twisting her expression despite her arms reaching out to her friend, “Please tell me it’s really you.”

Her arms gently wrapped around her old friend as tears fell down her cheeks still. “Yes. It’s me.” Lizzy choked out. She wanted to squeeze tighter around Destan in elation. Though the chaos was flooded int he streets, and her head was filled with sequels of frighten animals, Lizzy’s heart was light in the embrace of her dear friend. 

“Are you okay?” Her arms quickly ran down Destan’s arms as Lizzy pulling away to exam her friend. “Are you hurt?”

iris was in her sector when the quake had happened. she didn’t have time at the moment to go out and find her loved ones, she was too busy making sure the animals were fine. she was in the stables with the horses, using her gift to calm them down, taming them easily. soon the horses were settled and she was handing out hay to them, cooing them as she moved to athena, her own horse, patting her side and talking to her, before moving toward artemis, corey’s horse doing the same thing, before she was moving out of the stables, and toward the pigs pen making sure the small piglets weren’t getting trampled she calms them down too. this was her job, and she took it seriously, took care of the animals, that needed to be looked after. she heard then was in the barn checking on the cows and the calf that had been born, checking them over before she heard footsteps behind her, once again her gift was used to calm the cow down enough for the calf to start eating before she saw lizzy.”the animals seem to have calmed down now.” she says with a nod of her head, before looking the pegasus resident over.”you okay?”

“Um yeah.” Lizzy’s hand was still pressed against her head. As she walked into the barn the voices became calm and less chaotic. Her legs held her weight as she walked towards the the horse stalls. She kicked off her slippers and shoved her heals in to her dusty blue boots. How bad is the damage to the crop?”

Keoki had been laying in the bathtub, scrubbing at his scales when he felt the quake. Yelling something mildly profane as he was flipped from the tub and onto the now floor, Keoki grumbled. “What the heck was that..” He sighed, watching as his tail flipped back to legs. Slowly standing up he went to grab his towel, but almost dropped it again when he heard his roommate scream. She’d been hurt. That had to be it. 

Scrambling to find his pants he quickly pulled them on, forgoing a shirt as he grabbed a hoodie from the door handle when he noticed the front door ajar. “Lizzy!” He called out, not quite sure which direction she’d gone, but knowing very well where she’d end up. “Lizzy!” Keoki yelled making his way to the barns. 

She heard her roommates voice softly in the chaos of her head as she stumbled down the street. Lizzy’s head felt like it was going to split open, that;s when she fell to her knees. Her sight started to go fuzzy and the reached for Keoki. “I need to get to the barn.” Tears pooled in her eyes and streamed down her cheeks.

Destan woke up alone and terrified. She didn’t know where she was or what was going on, but only one thing sent her into a panic. “Sully? Sully!” Destan’s voice rang out loudly, carried around by her magic in an unconscious attempt to make the noise reach her friend. She remembered walking home with him after closing the veterinary clinic, but anything after that was hard to recall. Her head hurt terribly and there was something warm trickling down her face, two things that should hint towards what had happened, yet the witch only had one goal as she picked herself off of the ground. “Sullivan!” She screamed louder, wisps of raw magic leaving her body as her desperation made her unable to keep her powers in check. She couldn’t see, she was alone, and she had no idea where she was. 

Her head rang with the voices of the horses and cows minutes before the quake. Even from her own bedroom, it felt like she was in the middle of a crowded street. She got out of bed, pushing on her head. Her eyes shut tight in wincing pain--then. Rumble. Her whole home shook, and the voices grew in decibels. Lizzy screamed, wanting it to end. 

In all the waves of hysterical animals wailing in her skull, she felt a magnate press to her heart: magic. Familiar magic, coven magic. Her coven magic. It was a cry for help. My gods! Her heart thumped around her ribs as she reacted. Still in her flannel pajamas and over-sized bed shirt, she shoved her arms into her jean jacket and hopped into her boots on her way out the door. 

Letting the magic pull her to it’s source, she saw her dear friend Destan in agony. Her aura was clouded with terror; magic was vibrating off her. She rushed inside and quickly bent down to her friend. “Destan. It’s me. Lizzy. I’m here. I’m here.”

lizzy moodboard {01/??} : these day’s have no numbers

   it was late. she should have been keeping her eyes on the time, but books    always seemed to transport her to another place. time did not exist, and simply    bent around the blonde, wonder-filled young woman. it was there, as odette    was walking down the street that she ran into someone.

 ‘ oh ! pardon me – ‘ 

In a daze she didn't even see the women as they collided. her body was sore and she was exhausted. The barn was all in fright, even before the incident. The horses started to kick and the cows tried to get out of their pastor. Each of them yelling in the mind of Lizzy. It was a comfort at the city center to be enclosed by silence, at least in her own thoughts. “No, it’s fine.” He looked back at the women and brushed the various animal hair off her jean jacket. “Are you okay?”

As the barn door was ushered open Colin took the opportunity to make his presence known. A large white horse, marked only by the black Celtic knot work that stained his otherwise pristine coat thundered from within the barn. The horse made a tight circle as he exited, ensuring that he drew close enough to the woman to startle her, but not so close that he would trample her should his prank follow through. After exiting he paused for a moment at her final comment, wondering how they managed to simulate the seasons so far under the surface, but he shrugged this off as he rounded back on the woman keeping a few paces out of reach. 

“So have you decided to head out with us tonight?” She smiled as Colin trotted past her through the open door. “Gunpowder could use a friend.”

“roach is a gross name.” he muses innocently. bastian wasn’t familiar with those horses, so he figured they had to be her own. he was used to working daily with the ones that belonged to working hands in the Sector, but he shrugged. “can’t blame a horse for trying.” he says, smiling lightly and gesturing with his hand, allowing her to handle her horse, because him doing it seemed rude. 

“Roach is his name, or also Dukie the Third. He hated the name. So he said he wants to be called Roach.” She tossed the saddle over his back and started to fit him with a bridle. Roach, snorted and dug his hooves in the stable dirt. 

Fallon had been looking forward to the hay rides for weeks and quickly grabbed from not only a beer, but a hot chocolate as well. With their powers combined, she would have a marvelous time this year and walked swiftly up to Lizzy. “Do you mind if I sit close to you? I haven’t heard the latest on how your chickies are doing,” she said, warm smile and bright eyes.

Lizzy shot Fallon a smile as she approached. She whipped her hands on her jeans and walked towards the wagon. “Sure! You can sit up front if ya like.” Lizzy walked over to the table, she pulled her thermos out and filled it with some hot cider. “You’re kind for askin’. But a fox got into the roost early this with week. Two chickens died.” Her face grew long as the chicken crime scene flashed in the front of her mind. She shook her brown hair, her pony followed her like a horses tail swatting flies. “Anyways…” Lizzy’s lips turned back to a smile. “Thanks for the boots.” She looked down at her feet, kicking out her left foot to showoff her dusty blue cowboy boots. “I love this blue.”