About a week or two ago, she had fallen under the spell of that orange boy, and she had her innocence taken away from her almost immediately. It was shocking to her now, that she hadn't attempted to scramble beneath him and run for her dear life. But she stood there backed up against the wall. Part of her wanted him...the smarter part didn't. Why? She didn't know. It was just the thrill...the excitement. No- she'd never do it again. Not unless she wanted a family with someone who really cared for her and that she loved.
But it was over. It was done. No, she wasn't very innocent anymore. But she was still a sweetheart. And she'd stay that way. The memory of it had fizzled...and she would act like it had never happened. And that she had never said she would meet him AGAIN. The woman never wanted to see him again. -- The woman growled softly to herself and shook her head, flinching as her necklace flew up and brushed against her face. She readjusted it back into it's normal position and continued through the trees, throat dry and legs ready to send her forward at a quick speed if anyone were to jump out of the trees and...scare her.
One of the thin little streams suddenly opened up in front of her like a mouth looking to consume her. She jumped back and released a soft 'yap', sides heaving quickly and tail tucked in between her legs. But once she released it was just a shallow stream, she swallowed in humiliation and leaned downward to get a little sip. Then continued on, tail bobbling softly behind her.
