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CASTIELLA
God damn right, you should be scared of me. Who is in CONTROL?
God damn right, you should be scared of me. Who is in CONTROL?
She smiles softly as the boy answers her question. Chuckling, she watches the squirrels run and jump about. "You really gotta get out of here. There is so much of the world to see. Maybe we can go on an adventure some time " She chuckles looking at the boy. An adventure would be fun! She could push him in the water and see if he can swim. Oh! Maybe she can convince him to climb a rock, and he will get stuck up there. Fuck... no, she can't do that. Cas had to remind herself to be nice. It was just so hard to do when the boy seemed willing to do anything. Sighing the smile dropped from her face as he went running after a squirrel.
Maybe his father did not expose him to the world as her father did. The poor boy seemed so innocent. This was something that the girl could not understand. Were all children born like that? If so what happened to her? Why did she see the world and all of its evil at such a young age? There were so many questions that she did not know the answers too. Perhaps one day she will get that answer. The shout from the boy caught her attention. Cream hooves picked up into a gallop after him. Her blood colored wings tuck against her sides as hoof beats filled the air. Growing silk tresses floated behind her sparkling bodice. Was she really playing child-like games right now? The thought caused her black ears to pin against her skull. No. This was not a game; she was training.
Roaring Hooves finally caught up to the lanky colt. Teal orbs looked over to him with bright excitement. Lungs forced air in and out from her nostrils, and her heart pumped blood through widening veins. If she could not beat a small colt in this game, Cas might as well be worthless. A squirrel darted to the right and the girl cut off towards its direction. The fuzzy tail tree rat did not have a chance with her. "Your going to have to be faster than that Galahad!" Her sweet voice rings in the air as blood specks grew brighter and larger in her eyes. Her cunning mind watched the small creature weave in and out of the tree. This was so easy it almost made her sick, but she was going to give the boy a chance. A chance to feel good about himself before she rips and tears it away from him.
"talk talk talk"
table code by tamme
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