"Go on...I dare ya." one of the other adolsent Drakkics said to her, "Go in there and swipe something from that old muds place."
"And if I don't?" she had asked, boldly.
"Heh...then we will tell the elders that you are the one that burned down that healer's hut." Another said nastilly.
"You can't do that!" she growled, arching her back.
"Sure we can...who would they believe more? The sons and daughters of the royal guards? Or a blue freak like you?"
She growled fiercelly...but gave in. It was bad enough that she was made fun of because of her odd coloration...she didn't need to be accqused of arson on top of that...
"Alright..." she said as she started creeping toward the hut...
Dementa woke up with a start. No she didn't want to remember that day...the day she was cursed.
Seeing that the sun was raising, she got up and jumped down from the tree. Noticing that the slig she was following had already left, she sniffed about and found his scent. Then started tracking him. Soon she found him, but he wasn't alone. Some sort of creature with a mechnical suit on was with him...and it's aggressive posture told her it was up to no good. She didn't know what to do to help the slig...the creature's suit covered its whole body from what she could tell, rendering her 'harm touch' useless and she really wasn't the fighting type.
She decided to wait...hidden in the bushes, and use ambush if she was needed...
(ooc: AS...I know you are only 10...but please 'proof read' (that means go over and correct any grammer/spelling mistakes) your post before posting it. Do you have Microsoft Office on your computer? If you do use Microsoft Word to type your post in first...then hit F7 to run the spelling/grammer checker program...it will help make your posts much more understandable to the rest of us.
Less-Than: you can if you like...at the mo this is seperate from the main plot.
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