Break It & Burn

As if like a magnet Meinx had no choice but to follow her parents; whom gave up being royals to be... here, nothing more then members of a pack where there children would learn life differently. It was not a pleasant thought, it was twisting up all sorts of scenes in the devious mind of the girl, on how she'd have to actually get on with other wolves and worst of all, talk. With a constant frown Meinx would droop behind, not very lady like to say the least. Not a single word would slip from the maw, no, she would remain silent. As if the shadows would whisk her away from the scene, away from the rotting smell of another pack. Coming to a halt would the small silhouette slide upon the floor, pressing the underbelly against the hard surface and letting out a long, over enthusiastic sigh. The silvery blue hues would turn to the corners of the lids to glance at her mother, who by the looks on the feminine face was not in the least bit amused.
The soft breeze would caress the stubby build, brushing away the wisps before trailing away. Until finally would the earthly coloured girl stand, ears pinning back and squinting the orbs into what looks like a glare, but simply trying to get a better look of the strange coloured fae. The cranium was painted red where as the pale body collides along side it. the right side of the lip would tug up in confusion, yet the curiosity to how you can make such a creature starts to kick in. " Meinx." Her name would roll of the salmon tounge with ease, deciding its best to just make things simple so she could head of to sleep.