Amyn narrowed her eyes to Thengise.
"Do not be stupid. How do you think there is anyway I could ever be that? I am a faery." she scowled.
Calad lunged again for Senouce, and Amyn pushed him away. Calad lashed out and Amyn gave a shriek before losing her balance and hurtling down from her high perch. Her hair billowed outwards and when she landed she kicked, gave a whimper and lay still.
Senouce dived after her, and nudged Amyn's immobilised body gently with his snout.
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If nature made you a giver, you are born with your hands and heart open, and though your hands may sometimes be empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that.
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