09-09-2017, 08:13 PM
Despite The little girl's rather sweet, and perhaps even adorable appearance, she has quite the attitude, in fact Felicity is even tempted to walk away, she hardly had time for a child who protested to her every word, especially if this kiddo was to come wandering with her, it would be quite the burden to drag a stubborn child through Beqanna. Her gaze forms a glare, hard and stone cold as she is not very pleased, with the little filly's attitude. Her nostrils flare, and her body ceases to liquify, revealing her vivid spindle like body frame dotted with very angular white patches.
The little girl then rants on why she's wet, her tone rather whiney and plumed with sass. Proclaiming that a rock tried to drown her in the rather shallow river. Her eyes roll, as her decision to leave seems defiant now, as this child is not worth her time and effort.
Felicity lifts her cranium without haste, her limbs moving away from the child, but just before she finds herself to leave, the girl has a change in heart as polite vocals enter her lavender lobes, and it looks like the girl has quickly caught on to her disgust, changing her tone and position within the rather short conversation. She introduces herself as Ciarran, a rather peculiar name for such a "Polite" child, her gaze returns to the filly, remaining silenced for moments before her words are released, "It's a pleasure to meet you Ciarran. I am Felicity." The introduction is short, and simple.
She pauses for a moment, pondering, so far the girl has showed little respect, and that attitude of hers is rather appalling, but despite her flaws she seems nice enough, and she is quite intelligent in her efforts to catch onto Felicity's annoyance, and disgust. Before concluding, on the idea of perhaps having this kiddo as company on her travels, she must know one thing. if this kid isn't lost then how the hell did she wind up here? Her eyes flicker about, "Well, if your not lost. Then how did you wind up here?" She questions, her body beginning to relax once more and liquify as it had previously.
The little girl then rants on why she's wet, her tone rather whiney and plumed with sass. Proclaiming that a rock tried to drown her in the rather shallow river. Her eyes roll, as her decision to leave seems defiant now, as this child is not worth her time and effort.
Felicity lifts her cranium without haste, her limbs moving away from the child, but just before she finds herself to leave, the girl has a change in heart as polite vocals enter her lavender lobes, and it looks like the girl has quickly caught on to her disgust, changing her tone and position within the rather short conversation. She introduces herself as Ciarran, a rather peculiar name for such a "Polite" child, her gaze returns to the filly, remaining silenced for moments before her words are released, "It's a pleasure to meet you Ciarran. I am Felicity." The introduction is short, and simple.
She pauses for a moment, pondering, so far the girl has showed little respect, and that attitude of hers is rather appalling, but despite her flaws she seems nice enough, and she is quite intelligent in her efforts to catch onto Felicity's annoyance, and disgust. Before concluding, on the idea of perhaps having this kiddo as company on her travels, she must know one thing. if this kid isn't lost then how the hell did she wind up here? Her eyes flicker about, "Well, if your not lost. Then how did you wind up here?" She questions, her body beginning to relax once more and liquify as it had previously.
Ughhhh it's crap, i know