Date: 2017-06-20 02:20 am (UTC)
wispofathing: (Fae)
From: [personal profile] wispofathing
Properly speaking, Curnen was not and never had been a fae of the Seelie. Her father had been, once upon a time, but by the time she'd been born, the Tufa had been reshaped into not only their own court, but in some ways their own race.

That didn't stop Bliss from calling her telling her to get the everloving fuck out of Britain.

Curnen knew that was the wisest course of action, but as she had no way of explaining such an action and had even less funds to support it, she stayed put. And she regretted it thoroughly.

Because her blood still remembered, and it was singing to her to take up arms.

But her body had no training.

She had to figure out a safe place to go tonight. Going home was just going to drag her human roommates into this mess, and they didn't deserve Unseelie, let alone the things that stank of death that were also crawling around the city. She had not seen one of them yet, but she could feel them, and she hated it.

On the move as she was, hoping to find her path by walking, she didn't notice when one of those demons began to trail her. Her life smelled so sweet.
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