IN MY CROWN

Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of russet, a brief flicker of fur that caught the girl?s curiosity. She moved swiftly towards it, long limbs graceful and purposeful with he strides, hoping to carry her bodice towards where she?d noticed the creature. He was a small thing, not much younger than herself, but dwarfed in comparison to her build. He was made of white and russet, a contrast that was certainly interesting, perhaps more interesting be the variation between his optics. The girl?s head tilted to the side, a sudden wave of possessiveness rushing through her. Here was a meek creature, one who would be so easy to own and dominate, and he was pretty.
Unaware of any relation to him, immediately her lips peeled back. ?Mine,? she growled, advancing forward, hoping to impede upon the boy?s personal space. He was hers, but first she needed to prove her dominance over him, and then she could inform him just what situation he?d managed to find himself in. Given her impressive height and dark features, the older girl certainly must have looked intimidating, to say the very least.