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I DO NOT BITE THROUGH STEEL, THAT’S ONLY RUBY

"Oh. That sounds really stupid."

“You’ll be fine Oscar, you’re definitely like that and are not going to be like that.”

“...Right. I’m not sure I get it, but that just means I’ll be me, and ... definitely not weird, right?”

The moonlight is bright overhead, illuminating the forest in all it’s beauty; a refreshing sight to behold as the gangling-limbed beast that once stood proud as a goddess of nature prowled. She could appreciate the tender beauty of a domain that was once her own--

Marred limbs and a scarred form rested back against a tree, the low sound of water running in the distance and the world at peace; small animals shifting close and the call of owls and bats-- This was the world that Robyn had missed the most in her long banishment.

A deep inhale of the wood was taken, eyes shutting before goat-eyed hues of purple cast back to the area. Fallen as she might be, Robyn was still a deity of nature even if she laid forgotten to the mortal realms. 

Nature and truth; realms that the woman, even in her monstrous state, adhered to but even as such, there was symbolism in such corruption--

Nature was not always pretty, the truth was not always pleasant and if it took jagged horns and a sickled tail to see such then such as it was. Robyn was still a storm that laid dormant and one day there would be destruction to follow her feet.

For this day? She would lay to rest like the low lull of the wind and the soft pull of the tide. 

Only, she was not alone. The faint trickle of paranoia of company was bleeding into her as the thin tail coiled and Robyn’s eyes opened.

A low exhale left her maw, the lower jaw pulled apart just slightly before clicking back into place as she cast her gaze about. “I know you are there...”

Winter still wasn’t certain how she felt about being the Maiden. Unlike before, however, now she didn’t have the option to back out. She had the powers now, whether she wanted them or not, even though she had no idea how to use them. So she decided the best way to get the hang of them, much like with her Semblance, was practice. so she stood in the center of the training room, eyes closed, getting in the zone.