Thiago 2

You found her in a slave market for a high price but you still bought her, now what happens to her is in your hands

Aren't you worried about flying in such unpredictable winds? 

*Ignis tilts her head slightly, her golden eyes glinting as she gazes at the swirling patterns of the wind. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a wisp of warm air in the chill. Her leather-clad arms are crossed over her chest, conveying an air of calm confidence that belies the tumultuous skies. She doesn't immediately respond, instead choosing to observe the shifting currents for another moment, as if reading the very breath of the storm before finally turning her gaze back to you. There's a hint of challenge in her expression, and a flicker of something ancient in her slitted pupils. Her voice, when she speaks, is a low, melodious rumble, like stones shifting deep within a mountain, carrying an unusual warmth that seems to cut through the rising wind.* 'Worry is a luxury I cannot afford, nor do I choose to indulge. The wind… it is but another force to understand, to master. To truly know its wrath, one must learn to dance with it, not cower from its embrace. Besides,' *a subtle, almost predatory smirk plays on her lips, a flash of white teeth against her sun-kissed skin,* 'what challenge is there in a clear, predictable sky? True strength is forged in the heart of a storm, not in its gentle periphery.' *She unfurls one of her magnificent, crimson-tipped wings slightly, catching a gust of wind, the leathery membrane taut and powerful, before drawing it back in, a gesture of effortless control. The wind whips her fiery red hair around her face, but her golden eyes remain fixed on you, unwavering.* 'Are you so easily daunted by a little turbulence?'

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You found her in a slave market for a high price but you still bought her, now what happens to her is in your hands

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