Post by Shadoweaver on Oct 25, 2004 17:34:20 GMT -5
She appeared in the middle of a street with a soft pop and faint, crazed laughter. The dainty yellow flutter slowly looked around, her ears half-drooping and her normally sky blue eyes dark with wearines. "Where did you drop me now, you twisted thing?" She said under her breath. This was the first town she'd been brought to a town--what motive did her mad captor have for this? Was she finally free, after all these months of nonsensical conversations and random locales?
Staring though a bedragled white and silver mane, she highly doubted it.
Staring though a bedragled white and silver mane, she highly doubted it.