The Littlest Lady
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Word Count :: 186 Bratty brat is bratty

The sensations of the outside world were enough to distract her aura enough that she did not sense her mother coming. Therefore, when the monochromatic woman spoke Lillith nearly jumped out of her skin, but instead dropped down and curled up into a crimson ball of fluff. But, her tufted ears immediately recognized the voice, so even as she fell her face was already beginning to twist into that of complete annoyance.

She had spent her entire life cooped up with her mother and father in the den and it had not always been pleasant. Her mother and father would not always play with her, sometimes leaving her alone to stay with Zera. And sometimes, bad times, they would punish her. Now she wanted to be outside, be free, but it seemed her mother was nipping at her heels once more. She rolled her hazel eyes up at her, "Moooommmm!" She whined, "Why did you follow me out here? I’m not doing anything bad, I just wanna play." She uncurled and unceremoniously plopped down on the ground on her rump. She looked grumpily up at her.


Feels like I am floating, leaves my body glowing

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