OOC It's all good, if you don't mind my mini one too. =)
“Ahh! Ahh!” Scream after scream sliced the air as she high-tailed it out of the barn door, little puffs of dust kicked up in her wake. The only noise behind her was the ambient sound of rustling feathers as the zombie chicken flapped its wings unevenly, but no clucking noise cam from the creature. She glanced back over her shoulder with wide eyes, seeing if the horrific thing was still following her, and screamed again when she collided with something.
“Ah! Ah! No! Get away!” She yelled amid a series of very canine yelps, her body wriggling like mad and limbs flailing. She tried to push herself up and jerk away from whatever had captured her now, and accidentally landed a paw square on her father’s nose before looking down and realizing it was her daddy. Her eyes were fearful and she panted desperately. Her struggling changed but the girl still didn’t hold still. She was no longer fighting Bangle, but she still wanted to slip out of his arms.
“Run, Daddy, we gotta get outta here!” She whimpered and whined before finally holding still and looking over her shoulder again. “It’s a demon chikkun! I putta demon in it and now it’s after meeee he he heeee.” The last word was drawn out into a hiccupping sob as she saw the abomination draw closer. Now its wings were fanned out, sometimes one would flap, sometimes the other. As it rounded the corner it ran into the side of the barn and bounced off, spasmed for a moment, and then managed to get back onto its wildly kicking feet. It made a wobbly path their way, the beady eyes stared blankly from the head that dangled lifelessly from the broken neck.
She turned away and buried her face in her father’s chest, pawing at him for protection. It was almost here and they would soon get a brual… uh… what was it going to do, peck at them when it couldn’t even move its neck? She raised her head and looked at it again, then realized that those sharp talons were still moving and that it could still claw at them. Oh no! Had she just sealed her daddy’s fate?!
With a bark she wriggled out of her father’s arms and grabbed hold of the green band he wore around his waist every day, pulling with a strength that belied her size. Her paws slipped in the dirt but she would do everything she could to get her astonished father up and out of harm’s way.
“Daddy!” she commanded. “Move your ass!” Yeah, she probably hadn’t learned that one from her mother.
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