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Her eyes looked at the corpse of the winged creature, what stupid creatures’ pigeons were. Why did they act so dumb when one killed a companion, weren’t they suppose to fly away and stay away to make sure that their life was preserved. God they were stupid, even though she missed one and it flew away another settled down to examine its partner. If she did not have to go home she would have used the contraption to try and attempt another kill. What a stupid creature, though this thought reminded her of her words about the ferret when it was very small. She thought it should not live but she turned out to be very smart and useful to her father.
Her eyes returned to her new friend, smiling with happiness and yet sad that she needed to go home. If her mother was not such a worry wart she would have stayed almost all night but after the way she acted around Titania leaving she did not want her to act all weird. She listened to his words and how he talked about how long it took to master such a strange contraption. Her head tilted in curiosity as she looked back at the thing in her hand, how long did it really take to make this thing work right? ”So it takes time for it to work right? Like when I play the flute, its kind of hard to make the right sounds.” She stated mentioning her playing of the flute from looking back at him.
Juliet watched as her tall companion when and grabbed her freshly killed bird, feathers and all. Would it even taste good? She could not help but look at his body but only to marvel in his height, he was close to her father’s height and it just seemed to make her neck hurt at the craning it had to do to see his rather pretty eyes. She really did like their colors and she just felt the urge to paint them again as he spoke once more.
He smiled at her, a sign of happiness. Her ears perked up lightly as her tail gave a very soft sway, he wanted to walk her home though his comment confused her. She walked here by herself, what was wrong with that? She wandered a lot on her own and never got into any trouble, well other than getting lost a few times and having to find someone to help her home. She really hated traveling at night, it was too dark to see. Quickly her fingers moved to his arm, though it was almost too high for her to grab at her current height. Her fingers wandered lightly curling around his muscles before having her arm link with his. This was a strange way to lead or follow but whatever. ”Okay, Lets go.” She stated starting to almost lead him back to her home, her mind far away from the cloak that laid on the ground back in his pack lands.
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