Collect your things ;; joiner

MAKE ME THE PERFECT KILLER

a tiny little beast flitted across the sky with easy on wings that looked like a butterfly. yet, upon closer look, this was to large to be a butterfly and was clearly made of leather and scale alike. the winds helping her glide over the desert towards the boarder. the sun beating down on her as she dove in and out of the clouds. claws flexing as she scanned the earth under her. eyes seeking something, or was it someone?

she came here as this was where her mother told her to check. yet, she did not see who she was looking for in the slightest. she headed back up into the sky, hovering a moment to gaze about. "seems you were wrong mother.. then again, who knows where dad really went." she muttered as she dove down towards the border.

landing on the corpses and sinking her claws into the one she stood on. the size of a mouse and weighing a solid pound. "may as well." she mused with a roll of her eyes. so, the fairy dragon would rest there. watching and waiting. eyes scanning with little hope.

"speech"

teef

MAKE ME THE PERFECT KILLER

the arrival of a larger dragon brought a mixed set of emotions. eyes watching the other for any sign that he knew her. that this was truly the beast mother told her of. yet, there was no signs that he knew her. the words were both a question and an insult.

anger. happiness. sadness.

these emotions filled her and she had to fight the urge to scream and cry all at once. "a dragon, unless mice got scales in this desert." she retorted in sarcastic tone before sighing slightly. "bai jing ai. looking for my father, bai shi." she adds with a tilt of her head to look up at the huge beast.

"and to join. need a new home with mom being tired of the kids being at home and all." she said the last part with a slight shrug. this was as blunt and to the point as she could be. she hated talking. yet, here she was. having no other choice. for now anyways.

"speech" - word count;; 166

teef