The Tangle mostly void, partially stars

The other girl doesn’t say anything and only moves to make it appear she’s much smaller. She doesn’t mean any harm and it takes several seconds for it to register. Her tongue flicks against the back of her teeth and the smear of blood reminds her she hurt the girl and she shuffled her feet awkwardly. Her breathing slows down but her breaths are still drawn in with effort.

At first, Furi doesn’t notice the approach until it’s too late and the girl is snaking around her much larger form. On another day, perhaps comical—like a cat striving for attention—but she stiffens instead, in case she’s strong, but this time she keeps her teeth to herself. “What are you doing?” she asks quietly, torn between putting distance between them and leaning in and instead she does neither.