'Gonna Need a Tranquilizer
11-02-2015, 04:43 PM
Trailing behind her youngest sibling with a certain amount of exasperation, Evangeline sighed grumpily as he cavorted around with wild abandon. He was such a child. Was she ever like this, or was it just a boy thing? Probably a boy thing. Phim and Angel and Ash had all been like this too, though on second thought so was Rhythm's daughter. Ugh! Still a boy thing, she decided snidely, because Rhys wasn't a proper daughter anyway. She was every inch as bad as Chaos was. Even Rhythm's boy acted more like a girl than that Rhys, or so Vana soothed her own ruffled ego by telling herself. Chaos suddenly took off up a hill and Vana was quick to race after him. Oh not this time, you little brat! But he wasn't trying to make a quick escape this time (though he'd learned early on that a straight up race would just get him caught that much quicker, with her much longer legs). He was racing up the hill toward a familiar figure. Seraphim! Much aggrieved by the younger boy's exuberance she nonetheless followed, because she saw much too little of her littermate. "Seraphim," she corrected Chaos tartly. |