I can’t help but love how this is developing and how characters gain their own soul, if you will. Never sure how a character will react until I am writing it down. All I know is where I want to go, just not know how I will get there.
Kingdom of Crestoria! 33
In front of the worker stood a frail looking girl with her back towards him. Her body froze on the discovery and his words. “Oya Missy, You okay?” He reached out and grabbed on to her shoulder with is lightest touch. It was that his hand was large and heavy with black dirty nails broken and cracked, long fur covered its fingers and back, making the person cringe with fear. “Me won’t hurt you. You’d be lost, one can help you!”
He felt her move and took away his hand while she turned around with a slight tremble. Her chin forced down to her chest between two shoulders that been pulled up in shame. It wasn’t until she rolled her eyes up and forced to raise her head a little that the sailor could take a good look at her.
There stood a girl with short black hair and to hare’s ears grabbed together between her praying fist. On each end was a white ribbon tied in a bow. Eyes so blue you could see the sky and oceans melt together around a black sun. They draw you away from anything else like the small twitching pink nose in between them. The tiny hands were covered with white cloves.
“You cannot speak? That be hard. Me be Hiiro.” His frown showed he was in deep a thought right before he pressed his thumb against his chest and laughed a little. A chest pumped up from large breathe he looked down on the small girl.
Her eyes followed his every move and ended up looking up to his smiling face. It may have been a small glint but it was enough for her to finally speak up. “I… I’m Sorry.!”
Within a blink she bended over and sprung back even faster into an upright position. It let her ears flow free through the sky like two rags before they dropped quietly across her shoulders revealing a little more of her chest and dress she was wearing.
“Come, where can Hiiro take you?” With a simple gesture he guided the little girl up the stairs and out a small door leading into narrow hallway. The little girl followed silently. Her steps could not be heard and had Hiiro look around on many occasion to make sure she was still there. A second set of stairs came into view and they both climbed up. A small opening had them step onto one of the lower ends of the ship. A small plateau beneath the main quarter deck connected by a steep ladder.
She stood near the rail and leant over with big surprised eyes and a sense of excitement. “So Pretty… we are really flying…” Laughs of an innocent child are hushed into the wind. Her hands desperately hold on to her large ears that want to flap free in this cold breeze.
“You better be careful now climbing up, Missy. We can’t have you fall down now.”
To be Continued…