in the dark of the night

WC: 258

Slipping away in the cover of night Ruin was once again in her element.

As with many Kleins, Ruin was a creature of the night, bathed in darkness and starlight with her black eye unburdened by the sting of sun. It was a secret she hid well, not even her parents nor siblings knew of the discomfort the daylight caused her and if she had her way they never would. As she pressed on further from the safety of the plains she found herself in a thicket, thick and tangled with a myriad of places for such a tiny and delicate girl for her to hide. It was quiet here, the air heavy with palpable tension making it a night unlike any other. Ma had said the world beyond the borders of Abaven was dangerous, but it was that very sense of risk that she craved. She had been on her best-which wasn't very good to start with-  behaviour for quiet some time, lulling her family and guardians into a false sense of security. And now it was her time, to strike out and do whatever she pleased. The more she was told not to do something the more she wanted it, needed it more than the food in her belly and the air in her lungs.

And thus here she was, alone as she ought to be. But not for long. At the sound of approaching footsteps Ruin slunk into the grasses and hunkered low, her lips twisted in a smirk as her gaze smouldered with anticipation.