10-06-2019, 02:00 PM
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— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —
Unfortunate. A victim easily played into the game, yet perhaps one of stronger heart deserved it more. As soft, white paws carried the petite vixen in a quiet walk, another moment of solitude, her unmatched hues failed to catch something small hidden near her path. Rather they widened quite quickly at the sudden dragon, launched towards her.— T͏O̴G͠ETH͏ER̕ ÁT̴ ̸T̕H̶E ST͏ART̶ O͏F̀ ̵TI̡M͏E —
Kiira possesses a strange, near silent fear. No screams. Fight or flight? A startled gasp and then the dematerialization of her entire, little form. As she reappeared several feet away, she swayed on unsteady legs. Is there a drum in her ears? No. Just her heart. The loudest sound; a heavy intake of air as she leans down on a tree, brows creasing in confusion. Who...? Why...?
Feza. Of course. She had heard the girl liked her parties... Pranks seemed a small step away. The action reminds her of Fiachra, though her raven companion had refrained from tormenting her with any scares lately. Don't make̵ m҉e ̀f͟ad͠e͏ a̛way.̵ Her chest feels flighty. A piercing in the center, hot and cold.
Slowly, she regains her balance, stability on all four paws. "… H-heh..." An attempt to laugh it off. A fake smile. A͠l͘l ḿy̛ ̨smi͢l̡es a͡re fąke ͝now̛.͟ "N-nice one... Feza." None of it reaches her eyes, ever tired and constantly flickering. Flighty.
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