Oh My God, This Is My Song
08-22-2014, 08:16 PM
Her knees would buckle beneath her, mismatched gems crying a sharp whine of pain which would soon dull within seconds, more from shock than anything. Too much tension in her haunches it seemed and too little in her forelegs. She would flop upon her side for a brief moment. That wasn't even a large jump and she was exhausted from putting so much strength in an odd place, but at the sound of wingbeats, she would quickly push herself to pearly stilts, searching the ashen air for the figure she had seen upon landing. Turquoise gems should shimmer in the mist, as wingbeats would fade, being replaced by a shrill voice of a bat it seemed. She would put her tail between her legs, wanting no trouble with anyone for now. "It's nice to see you... but I have to go." And with her verse, the medic would skitter off, gazing back to see if this female wanted company truly. |