@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
Wren frowned as the robe wearing weirdo approached her. She tightened her grip on her slingshot. 'Stranger danger. '
Wren frowned as the robe wearing weirdo approached her. She tightened her grip on her slingshot. 'Stranger danger. '
(if you want them to, but then they'd have to have some previous connection to the elven world)
Laurel, perched on a tree, spotted Lloyd. She stayed silent though, camouflaged in the branches.
As soon as class was over she rushed to the cafeteria, so she could eat her lunch. As she sat down, she heard a fight over the table next to hers. Apparently there was this new kid, who actually looked like a weirdo, but man she could really swear. The football players caught her eye, as she turned around to eat her lunch in peace.
(K. Just curious)
"Hey, I'm Vozalynn." She started, unsure what to do now. Do I just…tell her to hold my hand and then hold the crystal up to the sun?
Floyd stayed there for a moment later, catching his breath, looking around at nature. He felt eyes on him, but told himself he was just being paranoid. He slowly began to walk again, making his way down a steep hill, toward a shallow stream.
Laurel climbed from tree to tree in persuit of her assigned human, not making a sound.
Laurel crept through the trees in pursuit of her assigned human, not making s single sound.
"Hi." Wren looked down at the strange person. She was shorter than Wren. She had a weird name. They stood there, silent. Wren spoke up. "Well, it was nice to meet you Vozlynn, but I have to go back. My dad is right around the corner." She said that hoping that would derail Vozalynn from following her.
Dad…shoot this might be difficult. "Listen," Vozalynn began, slightly annoyed that the younger girl was taller than her. "Wren, is it? You might want to hold on to me." She stated as she grabbed the girl's hand and held a different crystal, a pale blue one, up to the sun.
Floyd got down to the stream, watching the water for a moment before stepping across a few rocks to get to the other side of the path.
"LET GO OF ME!" Wren shouted, trying to wrench her hand out Vozalynn's grip.
Studying him and trying to calm her frightened heart, Laurel touched down in the grass, silent, and crept closer. Just because he’s a human doesn’t mean he’ll hurt you.
"Shut up." Vozalynn hissed. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be." A few people were staring and the girl's squirming made it harder for Vozalynn to hold the crystal in the right place.
Wren tried stomping on her foot.
The girl stepped on her foot, finally causing Vozalynn to let go of her. Shoot….
Wren raced down the sidewalk trying to get back to her house. Her dad wasn't actually outside. He was at work. But her mom was at home.
Vozalynn ran after the girl, actually happy about how fast she could run for once. Her cape billowed behind her and people stared at them. "Come back! It's not what you think! If you could just stop running, I could explain!"
Floyd quickened his pace, now going at a steady jog. He enjoyed the light wind that blew against his face.
Wren scrambled up a nearby tree. "Fine. Explain from down there. Otherwise I'll start shouting again."
Maddie didn't see the weirdo at all later on, as she got on the bus on the way home. She wondered in her mind There are probloby other universes more fun then this. As she got off at her stop she she saw Floyd jogging. "Hey Floyd!" She waved at him.
Taking a deep breath, Laurel tapped Lloyd on the shoulder.
"Fine." Vozalynn crossed her arms and stared up at the girl. Where do I start…. "There's this world called Dryadalum, that's where I live. There's magic." She hoped that would get the girl's attention. "I'm supposed to bring you back there."
"Fine." Vozalynn crossed her arms and stared up at the girl. Where do I start…. "There's this world called Dryadalum, that's where I live. There's magic." She hoped that would get the girl's attention. "I'm supposed to bring you back there."
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