A beauty in danger (Closed w Korra Quinn)

Korra had been spending her time idly sifting through the market as usual. At times, she as always serenaded the women who she tried to latch herself onto like a leech but as always the results of such efforts ended with a very clear and noticeable hand print at her cheek. It was a common sight, but her hearing was stirred by the sound of 'taking' and 'her'. Her ears perked up instantly and her once bright smile became more vicious, a smile that wasn't a smile pasted to her face as she made her way towards the man extending a hand with knit brows. "They took a cat lady you say? Unacceptable~" She spoke, her tone was melodious but concealed a venomous toxicity to it, practically oozing with a rage that tried to deny the reality as she extended her hand towards the pleading man with even more urgency in her tone then the man himself. "I need a clothing item-- something-- anything she kept close to her body, the closer the better. Give it to me!"

By the end, she practically tried shaking this poor man down with her feeble strength. Korra was someone with a weak body and constitution, even the slap to her face had made her crumple previously, but for girls she was willing to go all out and then some. If she had to summon the forces of a storm and let her rage billow out across the town like angry flames of an apocalypse she would do it! How dare people take women by force while she patiently made efforts to earn their trust-- It was unforgivable! "You there, friend, we're going to find her!" She spoke with a strong tone, her mellow demeanor cracking for the sake of a woman's innocence and lively hood. It was perhaps only this type of thing that would ever make Korra move at a speed that wasn't her own. "I need something though, something to track her properly with." She spoke wanting to make sure there was no chance of getting lost among the shoppers.

 

Korra reached out for the scarf, looking down at it for a moment, bringing it to her face for a whiff. Naturally her sense of smell wasn't stronger then a normal person, she couldn't use it to track the woman, but she had something that could. Hearing the flustered boy beside her, Korra gradually returned to her mellow demeanor when she received the scarf. "You go on ahead and see if they're close, if they're not-- Hur hur, then I'll catch up~" She spoke once more with that sinister smile that wasn't a smile. She urged the man to run ahead for a special reason as she held onto the cloth, pulling the Lute from over her shoulder, she plucked a string with a sigh as she began remembering her magical incantation.

"Oh Wild Ambition. Oh Blue Heaven. The proxy of the Azure Sky commands, and asks for power. Eternity, Unconditionality, Infinity, hinder the hopeless future due to these indefinite powers, combat the identities of that selfish existence and become the Majestic Creature that grants me freedom!" Her incantation was long, there's no doubt the flustered boy rushing ahead of her would get a bit of distance on her rushing towards their goal to look for the girl, but she continued it persistently. When cast, lightning struck down beside her, bringing with it a loud neigh as a monster crashed down from above with that flash of light. Resembling white horse with a lion-like mane and an azure horn with a spiral groove in it. It's fiery red eyes gazed with contempt at the world around it with a prestigious atmosphere. "Kirin! We're looking for a girl, she smells like this." She spoke holding the scarf up to the creature's face, it huffed briefly before turning it's face down into the scarf. Taking a few smells, it's red eyes turned up and it gave a majestic nod of affirmation. "Go!"

She commanded with a firm voice grabbing onto that Mane as the creature took off, racing across the ground. If Zazue didn't make it far enough she'd reach out towards him as the creature galloped forward. "C'mon." She urged trying to drag him on board as it raced by as it tried tracking the girl down.

 

Unlike Zazue, Korra was very adept at riding the creature as it stamped through the streets towards it's target. Though a horse wasn't exactly a tracking animal, Kirins were no doubt a different story as it charged forward in the proper direction. "It's fine-- Ride with your thighs, not with your butt." She snapped as if anticipating the pain the man might feel. Forgetting thighs though, Korra didn't even go that far, gripping it's mane with a hand, she rode side saddle with both legs hanging over one side as if anticipating something as they forged ahead down the road. Twisting and turning. It was only when she heard the sound 'after them' that she flashed a sly grin suddenly. Lifting a hand she patted the creature's head just behind it's ears. "You heard the man Kirin-- Don't make a mess." She spoke before suddenly slipping off the horse's side as the victim came into view.

After slipping off, Korra continued to approach in a slow and steady jog picking up the discarded items as she went, gathering the victim's lost effects as she went. There was after all a very important reason she slipped off of Kirin early, one that Zazue would no doubt notice once he was alone on the creature's back. Once Korra was a safe distance away, the horse huffed as if in frustration and indignation as it stamped towards the man attacking their victim. It's pace quickened as it's hooves crashed against the ground like roaring thunder and it's steps breaths surged like crackling lightning. It's nature as a majestic creature of legend became clear as it bulldozed through a withered and damaged stand with a neighing roar so it could reach it's target faster. It's head pointing downward as a threatening gesture trying to use it to separate the man from the woman with it's charge, all the while the poor man riding on it's back would be caught in the cross fire if he wasn't already lost in the mayhem of it's charge.

Korra, naturally let out a mellow chuckle as she lazily started closing the gap, not in a hurry to catch up to the mount that was capable of fighting with adventurers of her level. She was naturally confident in it's ability to fight allowing her to idly bring up the rear without any urgency. "Kirin isn't just a normal horse. It should be obvious just how hard to handle it is when you realize it has Draconian ancestry~" Korra couldn't help being amused knowing that many people misjudged Kirin since she often used him idly as a backrest or beast of burden. It was a creature that was held on the same level as a dragon though, even though it was a child, it's noble bearing and majesty weren't hard to notice.

 

Thrusting the boy off it's back, the Kirin let out a dignified snort, as if refusing to acknowledge the sudden passenger thrust upon it by it's summoner. As if sneering without human lips, it looked down on the boy who was now sitting on the thugs, it's hostile personality perhaps clear from the way it disregarded others and turned it's nose up so abruptly. As if not noticing her partner's dissatisfaction though, Korra's slow jog brought her to the scene of what could in some circles be called a disaster. With lute in hand, and the woman's bag hanging idly off of her arm, she played a few cords with a delicate stroke of her fingers. Korra was particularly gifted as a bard and songstress after all, a few notes from her could dissolve a person's stress and insecurities; her technique was profound enough to become a skill that inspired confidence and raised morale after all. Approaching with a firm nod, she oversaw the scene contently, dropping the girl's bag before trying to gingerly untie the girl trying to play the role of valiant white knight on her own since she had the steed for it.

Having it's head patted though, the horse let out a firm and dignified snort as if replying with 'of course'. After all, Korra herself was a career supporter, she didn't fight her own battles. That job instead fell onto her mount's shoulders and it fought viciously without any semblance of mercy or forgiveness when it was turned loose. With Zazue joining her in the rope untying though, she leaned back brushing herself off, once again moving at only a single speed, her mellow nature returning after the mess had been cleaned up. When there wasn't a damsel in distress not gods nor demons could create a sense of urgency in Korra, she was a picture of relaxation and calm. "Korra-- Korra Quinn, and this is Kirin, my mount?" She asked looking to the creature who was clearly dissatisfied as it turned it's nose up at the title. Korra as if not noticing it's frustration merely patted it with a mellow chuckle. "He likes to pout because he's young." She tried to tease though the horse did once again grunt in dissatisfaction.

 

Being hugged was a natural course for Korra, with her nature, being close to women was her ideal and most natural state after all. However unfortunate though, she couldn't help letting out a sad sigh knowing that the girl couldn't simply be stolen away by her after being rescued. If you love something, you have to go and if it comes back to you, then you can take it-- Or so Korra thought the saying went. Restraining a grumble, she embraced the girl for a good long while before finally letting go, Zazue's suggestion to return only made her resignation stronger. She did so want to offer alternatives, to preach the benefits of women, but she wasn't the type to come between the love of others, as much as it pained her to let a single woman go, she bared the pain and followed along with the group.

While the others idly chatted, Korra was comparatively quieter. Idle chit chat and conversation wasn't her forte unless she was trying to attract or entice someone so she naturally ended up maintaining some distance from it. Keeping herself sprawled out onto Kirin's back as it began to trot alongside the man and cat woman pair, at her most natural, this was a pose Korra was most comfortable in. She was someone with a weak constitution anyway, it was simply easier to rely on Kirin for transportation. Seeing the girl run off with teary eyes though, Korra's own gaze was somewhat icy and hostile for a flicker before she finally exhaled her resentment with a heavy droning sigh. "Haaa... I need a girlfriend myself-- More in fact, at least five." She complained finally knowing that was her only grievance in life despite the many things going on wrong around her. Being asked what she'd do now though, Korra ended up sitting up on Kirin's back, taking a side saddle pose as she hung her legs off the side of it's back as she spoke. "I suppose I'll head back to the fountain and serenade the ladies who are preparing for an adventure. I might find one who needs a supporter and have a fateful encounter that way-- wouldn't that be nice." She said sighing again as if the thought of losing one stranger was burdensome for her.