28.Jun.13, 09:11 PM
It had been a long day. A very long day. A day full of chores (she had had to go and work with some of the Brats she was not fond of) that had left her frustrated and needing a break from people. Especially after they had started picking on one of the other girls, which she simply wouldn't stand for. She may not like girls, but that didn't anyone the right to start a fight or tease! She'd almost gotten into a scrap with the bully, and had finally stormed off, just this side of taking a swing. But she knew that nothing good would come of it, only punishment and stern looks, so she had huffed off to find a way to cool down.
Cooling down, as it turns out, meant going into the kitchen and snagging a huge pile of cakes. She bit her lip as she snuck out of the kitchen, eyes peeled for a sign of notice, but no one seemed to be paying her much mind, especially this close to dinner. Successful in her mission, she took off towards the huts, hoping to stow away in her father's living space while he was out at dinner or oiling his dragon or whatever he was doing this afternoon. However, she realized that she hadn't been paying as much attention as normal, and had somehow managed to get lost among the huts.
Frowning, she tried to backtrack and figure out which space was his. But, all of the huts looked the same this time of day, especially when you had a pack full of stolen loot. She pulled one of the cakes out, biting into it and frowning as she peered around corners and glanced into doorways. Eventually, she flopped down in the middle of a patch of dirt. "Shards!" she all but yelled, cake half-eaten in her hands. As she glared around her, she looked up to see a blue dragon and rider very near by, both looking right at her. Gulping, she stuffed the cake in her mouth guiltily, her frustration forgotten as she stared right back awkwardly.
Cooling down, as it turns out, meant going into the kitchen and snagging a huge pile of cakes. She bit her lip as she snuck out of the kitchen, eyes peeled for a sign of notice, but no one seemed to be paying her much mind, especially this close to dinner. Successful in her mission, she took off towards the huts, hoping to stow away in her father's living space while he was out at dinner or oiling his dragon or whatever he was doing this afternoon. However, she realized that she hadn't been paying as much attention as normal, and had somehow managed to get lost among the huts.
Frowning, she tried to backtrack and figure out which space was his. But, all of the huts looked the same this time of day, especially when you had a pack full of stolen loot. She pulled one of the cakes out, biting into it and frowning as she peered around corners and glanced into doorways. Eventually, she flopped down in the middle of a patch of dirt. "Shards!" she all but yelled, cake half-eaten in her hands. As she glared around her, she looked up to see a blue dragon and rider very near by, both looking right at her. Gulping, she stuffed the cake in her mouth guiltily, her frustration forgotten as she stared right back awkwardly.