prxncess-powerful
It’s been awhile since Emalyn has started some trouble. She scoped out for some possible new...friends...There.
Down the street, an unsuspecting Malia stood. Grinning, Emalyn sprinted down the sidewalk, quickly grasping Malia’s hand as she ran by and slowing only slightly, so as not to rip the woman’s arm out of her socket.
“Quick, hold my hand and run! It’s for science!!”









