Zaelia
A little girl with blond hair ran by us, skidded to a stop, then ran back.
"The king is going to execute all the magic creatures! You have to evacuate!" she shrieked. I looked at Nightfall. She looked at me.
"Do you think it's true?" she asked.
"I wouldn't put it past him. I'd say so." I answered, reaching behind my back for my sword. So Nightfall and I ran behind the girl, me with my sword held out to the side, her in lioness form.
Maybe I could stay in the land... you couldn't really tell I was an elf...
Except I was already known for it. Lovely.
*>Sorry for shortness!<*
