05-04-2021, 01:02 PM
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WYVERNPAW PENDRAGON-DAISUKE
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Her heart was beating out of her chest. Her gaze shifted up towards the crow, and that clear, definite CRACK snapped across the sky. Her eyes widened, before her ears laid back and her body shied away from the lightning strike. She felt the sting in her nose as tears started to garner themselves, but Golden's nose caused her to jump, struggling away a bit. Her eyes opened, looking towards him, gritting her teeth.
A low growl came through her throat, and she struggled to her paws, blood already dripping from her new wounds. Some of her bandages were starting to unravel. "Don't talk to me like that. I'm not three anymore." She mumbled. Her eyes diverted, those tears still sticking to her eyes. ".. Thank you, though." She twitched her nose, sniffling, before clearing her throat as the others arrived. She reached up, brushing at her eyes with the back of her paw.
The rush of concerned people made her look back towards the boardwalk, her fur standing on end and grimacing. ".. I didn't do that, did I?" She questioned, her voice small and afraid. She knew that she'd likely be punished, forgetting about the corvid problem entirely. It seemed she still didn't recognize that her back was bleeding.
"speech"
A low growl came through her throat, and she struggled to her paws, blood already dripping from her new wounds. Some of her bandages were starting to unravel. "Don't talk to me like that. I'm not three anymore." She mumbled. Her eyes diverted, those tears still sticking to her eyes. ".. Thank you, though." She twitched her nose, sniffling, before clearing her throat as the others arrived. She reached up, brushing at her eyes with the back of her paw.
The rush of concerned people made her look back towards the boardwalk, her fur standing on end and grimacing. ".. I didn't do that, did I?" She questioned, her voice small and afraid. She knew that she'd likely be punished, forgetting about the corvid problem entirely. It seemed she still didn't recognize that her back was bleeding.
"speech"
— Reggan