06-05-2011, 04:27 PM
OOC: Poor Ayasha 
IC: As the reddish-brown and black female ignored her, Ayasha pouted. She wondered why this female was rude. In her experience, everyone wouldn't mind her questions or stopping to talk to her. She could help being curious. It was part of who she was. At the annoyed glance, her ears drooped a bit.
They went even further down as Dawali's sister started to lecture her. She was just being friendly and wanted to help. Her eyes started to fill up with tears and she rose and started to leave. I'd like to at least know your name. She headed to the ladder of the tree house not expecting an answer but hoping for one.
IC: As the reddish-brown and black female ignored her, Ayasha pouted. She wondered why this female was rude. In her experience, everyone wouldn't mind her questions or stopping to talk to her. She could help being curious. It was part of who she was. At the annoyed glance, her ears drooped a bit.
They went even further down as Dawali's sister started to lecture her. She was just being friendly and wanted to help. Her eyes started to fill up with tears and she rose and started to leave. I'd like to at least know your name. She headed to the ladder of the tree house not expecting an answer but hoping for one.