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Apricot
Lizard's Mommy Zellony ♥
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06-17-2011, 01:46 AM
((Liztress: I'll have to reply to your reply in the morning, since I've got the cramps like bad again.))
Mae could have sworn she had heard something off in the distance. It sounded like crying… or something like that. “Ugh, quit giving yourself the creeps.” She grumbled, climbing the steep hill that hid her home. Speaking of creeps, just earlier that day, Mae had caught wind from a few gossiping girls had seen a few youkai outside of the village. “They were probably just saying that to scare each other, or whatever.” Rolling her eyes once she reached the top of the alp, the brunette quickly shuffled across the peak and down the other side. If she hurried, she could make it back home before the last of the lights went out.
Racing down a particularly steep part of the hillside, Mae waved her arms around to hold her balance. The last thing she needed, or wanted, to do was fall and hurt herself… it would be hours, days before anyone found her—“Ah…” Coming to a halt to rest her straining legs for a moment, Mae glanced ahead… the village wasn’t too far now, she could see it just over the tree line, and to her luck most of the torches were still lit—and yet, that wasn’t enough to settle her nerves.
Why was she worrying so much? “Am I still worrying about that youkai thing?” The chill that raced up her spine was her definitive answer. “Oh, come on…” Mae whined aloud, as she continued to creep down towards her chosen destination. “Get a hold of yourself, Shirahane! If anything happens…” Trailing off, the youth gripped the necklace that rested inches below her clavicle. “You’re gonna be ok—”
An ear-splitting caw interrupted her. “Ahhhhh!” She screamed. Forget her family’s reputation, forget her supposed fearlessness—she was afraid, she was very, very, very afraid. Mae sprinted so fast, she kicked up dirt half-a-mile into the air, and in no time at all, she was bursting through the doors of her family’s inn.
“Kami—Mae, what happened?” Her mother worried, watching her daughter dry-heave against the door. It wasn’t every day that her brave as a warrior daughter came running home like a dog with its tail between its legs.
“Waaah?” The younger brunette said after moments of desperately trying to breathe through her retching. “Uh, nothing happened, mother. I’m fine! Uh—the girls and I, we were playing a game—yeah, a game! Ha, ha, ha… HA!” Mae laughed through tears of dread and embarrassment. “They wanted to see who could scare you the best… looks like I won!” She continued to lie as she inched away from the entryway and towards her bedroom. “I’ll have to tell them to be less noisy next time, yes? Okay, good night!” Turning on her heel to race to her room, Mae didn’t expect to feel her mother’s hand on her shoulder. “DAAAAH!”
“Mae…” Her mother started softly, before lurching forward and clasping her hand on her daughter’s mouth. “Can you keep your voice down? We have a guest.”
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