FireSpyGirl

"Who are you? How did you get here?" She asked, watching him.

She gives chase, grabbing onto it's arm.

Same!

She cursed. "Who the hell are you?"

lean

The air smelled wicked and dangerous. Hand on sword, the figure hurried on.

Could you read my story, Danger on the dance floor?

Ravelen listened to all this, then went back to sharpening her knife. "Does anyone have any idea what is going on here?" She asked.

I'm sorry! I'm not paying attention to what I write, I've been so busy. I will fix that right now.

Rose fell out of the tree, pale and trembling. She was shaking violently and her eyes were wide. "Those trees, they are so happy, but they look so weird." She ...

Rose began to melt into the tree, ignoring everyone else.

Ravelen smiled to herself as she went through her bag and pulled out a knife to sharpen.

The figure stops as it hears the screams, and when the moon peeps out, then grins, showing pointed canines. It catches the scent of someone else and disappears back into ...

A cloaked figure stepped out of a shop, eyes glowing from under the hood. Slipping along in the shadows, almost becoming one itself, the figure crept along.

Rose rolled her eyes, growled, and returned to a tree. She leaned against it, her face drawn.