hela was nowhere to be found, and as she drew upon the scent of her fellow peers, she averted in the opposite direction.
the girl held grudges easily. though she was yet to truly interact with the rest of the kids within the woods, she didn't see why there was any point. still glowering from the silly little look rowan had sent her, the girl quickly discovered that she was offended easily. she hadn't enjoyed the way it felt to be looked upon in such a way. as if she was stupid or inferior. scylla didn't like that very much -- loathed it, perhaps.
but she did not venture alone for long, ears perking upwards in an alert that another lingered nearby as the bushes rustled and trees waned in the wind. for some reason, it was agreed upon that though most of the wood's inhabitants were not family, they didn't hurt each other. scylla found it strange, likely due to the fact that the concept of loyalty was something still quite unknown to her. i mean... what was stopping them? she couldn't imagine herself not drawing her claws against another simply because they co-existed in the same place. perhaps, it was a theory she could test one day. for now, her optics scanned the horizon, unable to place where the sound was coming from. "hey!" she shouted outwards to whoever was listening. did that count as praying? the girl briefly wondered. hopefully not, she concluded, for by the sound of their god's she didn't think they would appreciate her shouting in their faces.
the girl held grudges easily. though she was yet to truly interact with the rest of the kids within the woods, she didn't see why there was any point. still glowering from the silly little look rowan had sent her, the girl quickly discovered that she was offended easily. she hadn't enjoyed the way it felt to be looked upon in such a way. as if she was stupid or inferior. scylla didn't like that very much -- loathed it, perhaps.
but she did not venture alone for long, ears perking upwards in an alert that another lingered nearby as the bushes rustled and trees waned in the wind. for some reason, it was agreed upon that though most of the wood's inhabitants were not family, they didn't hurt each other. scylla found it strange, likely due to the fact that the concept of loyalty was something still quite unknown to her. i mean... what was stopping them? she couldn't imagine herself not drawing her claws against another simply because they co-existed in the same place. perhaps, it was a theory she could test one day. for now, her optics scanned the horizon, unable to place where the sound was coming from. "hey!" she shouted outwards to whoever was listening. did that count as praying? the girl briefly wondered. hopefully not, she concluded, for by the sound of their god's she didn't think they would appreciate her shouting in their faces.
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you just triggered a fucking mexican - by Scylla - August 29, 2019, 05:54 PM
RE: you just triggered a fucking mexican - by Moony - August 30, 2019, 12:23 PM
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