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I just really wanted to draw this scene from Gam3rG1rl13's story. :3 [link]

Merida was listening and watching between the two, but also her attention focused on the hearth behind the witch. As the witch's temper grew, so did the flames, but Shae seemed to be unaware of any upending danger.

Shae reached for his sword, but a blast a wind knocked him back into Merida. She stumbled and on reflex reached out for his arm. The flames burned so bright in the hearth that Merida's eyes couldn't take the blinding light. Even Shae was having difficulties focusing on the witch.

Tearlag had begun chanting in an ancient form of what sounded like Gaelic. They were words that neither Shae nor Merida could understand, but with each line the light grew brighter. The upstart wind that had blown Shae back was circling around the two violently, like a small tornado. Trinkets, knick-knacks, statues all flew around the room and broke apart. Knives and sharp, shiny, pointed objects also flew wildly around the room. Merida felt the color drain from her face and glancing up at Shae, she was sure he wasn't feeling too courageous at the moment either. Tearlag's almost disembodied voice laughed wickedly at their fright.

"Shae! Look out!" Merida yelled. The winds blew loudly and shook the small cottage and the light blinded them both. Fearful for herself and even for the young lord Merida grabbed him and buried her face into his chest. Instinctively, he gripped her tightly in an embrace and braced for a loud explosion or crash.

It never came. Instead, the two were met with a sudden, eerie silence.

Merida and Young MacGuffin belong to Disney/Pixar.

Description
I just really wanted to draw this scene from Gam3rG1rl13's story. :3 [link]

Merida was listening and watching between the two, but also her attention focused on the hearth behind the witch. As the witch's temper grew, so did the flames, but Shae seemed to be unaware of any upending danger.

Shae reached for his sword, but a blast a wind knocked him back into Merida. She stumbled and on reflex reached out for his arm. The flames burned so bright in the hearth that Merida's eyes couldn't take the blinding light. Even Shae was having difficulties focusing on the witch.

Tearlag had begun chanting in an ancient form of what sounded like Gaelic. They were words that neither Shae nor Merida could understand, but with each line the light grew brighter. The upstart wind that had blown Shae back was circling around the two violently, like a small tornado. Trinkets, knick-knacks, statues all flew around the room and broke apart. Knives and sharp, shiny, pointed objects also flew wildly around the room. Merida felt the color drain from her face and glancing up at Shae, she was sure he wasn't feeling too courageous at the moment either. Tearlag's almost disembodied voice laughed wickedly at their fright.

"Shae! Look out!" Merida yelled. The winds blew loudly and shook the small cottage and the light blinded them both. Fearful for herself and even for the young lord Merida grabbed him and buried her face into his chest. Instinctively, he gripped her tightly in an embrace and braced for a loud explosion or crash.

It never came. Instead, the two were met with a sudden, eerie silence.

Merida and Young MacGuffin belong to Disney/Pixar.