[[Sorry for the delay. Had a busy night last night jumping between sites. ;__; Where are we?? In a city, I presume! Well, I'll post and you can tell me if I need to update it. ^_^]]

Frankie was perched on the roof of a building, kicking her skinny leg back and forth, leaning back on her arms, her wings twitching slightly. She loved just loitering in the city. She often got harassed by the building managers with brooms, to get off the roof. Today they came out in a pair, both with brooms.

"Get out of here, you freak!" they yelled.

Frankie just stared at them with a cocked eyebrow "Yeah. I'll get right on that." she'd reply, and turning her attention back to the city. She had a good view of everything around her, so why would she want to move because it made an inconvenience for another. "YOU'RE RUINING BUSINESS!" the managers would yell "Screw you." she'd reply in a low tone, growling under her breath, her eyes turning to black as she looked back with narrowed eyes at the owners. One stormed up and struck Frankie's wing weakly.

Angered, Frankie stood, standing a good 2-3 heads taller than them both, not including the height of her wings, she stared them down "You sure you wanna do that again..." she hissed darkly. "Ahh, whatever. You guys suck." she said, turning herself and stepping up on the ledge of the roof. "I'll be back tomorrow and we can do this all over again." she said in a sarcastic tone, and letting herself drop from the roof. Her wings spread out to slow her fall, and her feet mad a large crack and shook the roads as she landed. Frankie began to walk down the street, her hips swaying back and forth.