- Posting Speed
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Supernatural, Horror
"Oh, since we were this high." Rinata chuckled as she held her hand just a couple of feet above the ground. "Rendas was first though- makes sense since he spent more time outside with our brothers. We lived in a forest near a pack of wolves, that's where Moonbeam comes from." She looked to Ran with a small grin. "You don't have to worry about him bitin' you or somethin'. Think of him as a really big dog."
A twinge in her stomach reminded her she was hungry so she paused in her chatting and took a piece of jerky for herself, stuffing it in her mouth as she set the back down between the two.
"People thought we were just making stories at first," she continued after a while, looking out at the people passing before them. She didn't expect Rendas to be back for a while, but maybe he'd find a good deal quicker than they expected. "They realized we were telling the truth eventually..." Shrugging lightly, she grabbed some more jerky, deciding eating was a good substitute for talking.
I suppose life could be worse, she thought to herself, her green eyes resting on a group of sultry women laughing and calling at passing by men and at times women. Could've ended up like them.
A twinge in her stomach reminded her she was hungry so she paused in her chatting and took a piece of jerky for herself, stuffing it in her mouth as she set the back down between the two.
"People thought we were just making stories at first," she continued after a while, looking out at the people passing before them. She didn't expect Rendas to be back for a while, but maybe he'd find a good deal quicker than they expected. "They realized we were telling the truth eventually..." Shrugging lightly, she grabbed some more jerky, deciding eating was a good substitute for talking.
I suppose life could be worse, she thought to herself, her green eyes resting on a group of sultry women laughing and calling at passing by men and at times women. Could've ended up like them.