It's a trap!
04-15-2019, 06:00 PM
She was so busy putting on her theatrics - and having a great time doing so, that she didn’t see the bloody murder in her brothers eyes. She had known nothing but love from every other side of her family. She had parents and uncles who rolled their eyes and laughed, or gently chastened her if she pushed the boundaries too far. No one, in her entire life, had responded with violence. Like a villain from one of Taphy’s terrible stories, her brother dropped all pretense of civility, and lashed out. She yelped in alarm, and instead of responding like a warrior, she fell backwards, her sudden movement meant his teeth grazed her cheek instead of her eye, and left a trail of blood as they punctured her skin. The sudden pain was shocking, and as surprising as his attack, and the young girl began to cry even as she finished the fall and landed on her back in front of the angry, feral boy. She likely would have been an easy meal from there if Poem hadn’t interfered. Her sister, who had been hiding in the bushes was suddenly there, attacking him. It gave Motif time to limp to her shaking feet, blood and tears and mud making dirty tracks across her face. “Stop Noir, what are you doing!” she cried, her brain still not understanding that Noir could actually be driven to this point. |
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