nature's freak
03-07-2017, 07:42 PM
| There's a storm on the horizon, and it brews somewhere in the blue-silver heat of her eyes. They are brilliant, like a lightning strike. They say the hottest parts of the fire are that blue, after all. Bright and hot, Derecho moves with a confidence that's out of place on a child her side. It's like nothing can knock her down, nothing can hold her back. Nothing would dare. There is no sneaking, not really. You can hardly call it being sneaky when mom can't see you in the first place. And then there was the question, Derecho rounding on her sister. "s'go." The words are clipped as they tumble forward from her mouth, but it's really pure laziness. She wouldn't bother with the whole thing, she wouldn't expend the portion of her already limited attention span. With a wide leap and a shorter bound, the rolling thunder springs forward into the grass. It's an invitation for Corentine to follow, casting a gaze over her shoulder, tail wagging wildly. Yes. It was time to be out of the den. DERECHO WRECKAGE bad bitches never die |
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