Then an idea comes to my mind, something my father taught me when I was a kid. Let your senses guide you. So, I take a deep breath and close my eyes, focusing my hearing and smell to make up for the lack of sight.
“Come at me,” I growl, wanting to get this over with.
The air around me shifts.
The sound of footsteps thump against the ground.
His scent grows closer.
I let the familiar tingle in my fingertips grow until my claws slice through my skin and come out fully.
Then, I strike, slicing my claws through the solid mass of flesh that hurtles toward me.
Fiona
“Does this look right? The color is kind of…” Well, I don’t know. It’s a mix between a purple and blue color, but just a second ago, the liquid was almost yellow.
“Yes, Eclipse Orchid gives it the purple color. Did y
