cakelittle bit of powerplay in making him follow her, let me know if you want it changed :]
cake"You'll find out, won't you?" Tal yelled back to the coyote, unaware if he would even hear her, if her words had been lost in the wind and the snow that swirled around her as she ran. Darting around trees and over snow-covered rocks, the mansion soon came into view, and again out of breath, the girl slowed down to a jog, grinning to herself as she neared the back door of the big house. Opening it, she stepped inside to the relative warmth and shook herself off immediately, ignoring how the snow settled on the floor, not caring if it would melt. The place was already old, a bit of water wouldn't kill it.
cakeLeaving the door open for Giggle, she headed for the stairs, towards the room she'd claimed as her own when she had returned. As he followed her in, she shut the door, listening carefully for anyone else; it seemed like everyone was out, thankfully. It was dark and warm in the girl's room, with a navy blanket covering the window, comic books and stuffed toys scattered around, and mismatched furniture shoved against the walls here and there. Near the window was a beanbag chair, and it was this she grabbed, tossing it onto the bed upside-down. The seam was ripped on the bottom, and she reached into it, fishing around for a moment before pulling out a bottle full of clear liquid. Grinning, she sat heavily on the bed and shoved her red-brown hair from her eyes, so she could see the purple-dyed coyote a little better. "This," she stated dramatically, "will help you to open your third eye." As she spoke, she held the bottle up to show him, and patted the bed next to her with her free hand. She wasn't much afraid anymore; this was her safe place, this room, and perhaps it was an illusion, but nothing could hurt her there. "Sit down!"
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