The Fight Within.

The young soon to be woman was still cautious but still cared. Her silvery under coat gave her away within the land that smelt of blood and others, which caused a loud sneeze to escape her nostrils. Twin peaks shifted upon her skull as her tail laid still behind her. Cotton pink pools glance here and there – watching and listening to the way the winds shift, Danica following close behind. Occasionally soft calls are given forth to Fairytale from Danica. Danica’s fur was raised though, not knowing the layout of the land around her, but it offered some new surroundings. A possible way to blow of steam. Her bones ached slightly, due to her not being as tall as she was, it was like it happened overnight, her glasses snug upon the bridge of her nose. All the while the girl stood there. Taking a deep breath as the air around her filled her lungs, holding it there before her head went to the skies and a long howl was released. Allowing time for anyone to answer her call.

"Speech"