Darting Out
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jormiwillinghamTitle: Darting Out
Fandom: Original
Characters/Pairings: OFC
Word Count: 500
Rating: G/K
Summary: She'll never do it again. Another one for which I was too late for posting.
Her tongue darted between her lips, tasting the crisp, Autumn air. The sun was at its warmest. Her tail frisked. She wanted to play! Her parents had warned her how dangerous it was getting to be this time of the year, and she did have friends who had gone strangely missing, but gosh darn it, she wanted to play!
It had been so long since she'd gone outside and even just laid still, tanning in the sun. Surely a little while wouldn't hurt? She'd be careful; she'd be wise. She'd listen to the forest. If she felt the Earth tremble because the giants were coming thrashing through, she'd hide. She was an expert, especially for her age, at camouflaging.
She skittered out her door. She wished she could skip like she saw some animals do, but her little legs could never manage that. They were tiny and skinny, and no matter what she did, she couldn't seem to become any more agile. She'd never be able to swing in trees or measure her height against a tree the way she knew some children did.
At last she was running again! The golden, warm sunshine felt wonderful! Happiness bubbled in her throat. She wished she could sing like the birds did, or shout in glee and triumph, but her family had also always been quiet ones. They were some of the smallest here, and thus the easiest hid. That was why, her father said, there had not been more of their kind had gone missing. Only two of theirs were gone, but every family had felt some one taken from them. She was glad she had not personally known Liz and Larry, but it was still scary the way they simply had not come home one afternoon.
She wasn't going to think about that, she decided firmly. She would listen to her parents' concerns. She would adhere to her father's warnings, to a certain extent. Surely it couldn't be too much to get to ask to go outside to play? To feel the sun on her skin? It wasn't like they had much longer before they all had to go to bed for a very long time. She frowned just thinking about it. Sleep was so boring!
She found a good spot and stretched out on a low limb. The wind blew gently over her back while the sun beat down on her. She stretched and could practically feel her muscles becoming more limber and her skin turning darker. Ah, she thought, sighing with satisfaction, this was the life!
Suddenly, animals were running, beings she'd known her entire, short life screaming at everyone to run. She flattened herself against the limb, but couldn't help hearing dying screams. She was crying and trembling from nose to tail when the giants passed by, inches from where she hid. The lizard ran home that night, when she was finally brave enough to move again, and swore to never again go out in hunting season.
The End
Fandom: Original
Characters/Pairings: OFC
Word Count: 500
Rating: G/K
Summary: She'll never do it again. Another one for which I was too late for posting.
Her tongue darted between her lips, tasting the crisp, Autumn air. The sun was at its warmest. Her tail frisked. She wanted to play! Her parents had warned her how dangerous it was getting to be this time of the year, and she did have friends who had gone strangely missing, but gosh darn it, she wanted to play!
It had been so long since she'd gone outside and even just laid still, tanning in the sun. Surely a little while wouldn't hurt? She'd be careful; she'd be wise. She'd listen to the forest. If she felt the Earth tremble because the giants were coming thrashing through, she'd hide. She was an expert, especially for her age, at camouflaging.
She skittered out her door. She wished she could skip like she saw some animals do, but her little legs could never manage that. They were tiny and skinny, and no matter what she did, she couldn't seem to become any more agile. She'd never be able to swing in trees or measure her height against a tree the way she knew some children did.
At last she was running again! The golden, warm sunshine felt wonderful! Happiness bubbled in her throat. She wished she could sing like the birds did, or shout in glee and triumph, but her family had also always been quiet ones. They were some of the smallest here, and thus the easiest hid. That was why, her father said, there had not been more of their kind had gone missing. Only two of theirs were gone, but every family had felt some one taken from them. She was glad she had not personally known Liz and Larry, but it was still scary the way they simply had not come home one afternoon.
She wasn't going to think about that, she decided firmly. She would listen to her parents' concerns. She would adhere to her father's warnings, to a certain extent. Surely it couldn't be too much to get to ask to go outside to play? To feel the sun on her skin? It wasn't like they had much longer before they all had to go to bed for a very long time. She frowned just thinking about it. Sleep was so boring!
She found a good spot and stretched out on a low limb. The wind blew gently over her back while the sun beat down on her. She stretched and could practically feel her muscles becoming more limber and her skin turning darker. Ah, she thought, sighing with satisfaction, this was the life!
Suddenly, animals were running, beings she'd known her entire, short life screaming at everyone to run. She flattened herself against the limb, but couldn't help hearing dying screams. She was crying and trembling from nose to tail when the giants passed by, inches from where she hid. The lizard ran home that night, when she was finally brave enough to move again, and swore to never again go out in hunting season.
The End
