The girl smiles because they all smile at her; she is blissfully unaware of the unusual nature this situation presents, predator surrounded by prey of three races. The fact that Meeraker could eat her in a second is like a gnat at the back of her skull, and she keeps batting it away because really, anything could eat her, just like anything could eat a plant, because she was rather like a plant, despite being a horse - she ate plants, and so she must somehow be one of them because what else was inside her, really? They were even outside of her, the strangely active black plants that had been her friends for all her life since she could remember, the vines that seemed to shift at her every thought. Just now they were blooming into enormous flowers, reflecting her own pleasure at finding herself in a group that did not seem to judge her. |
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Signs of Change - by Merakerr - 06-10-2012, 12:34 PM
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