#rinki-balt

[lady-scorpion-and-friends]

Rinki-balt started to following you

Valentina were sat on her room quietly, she normally were working day thru with her duties but she decided to have a day off. She relaxed on her bed made of fluffly clouds, touching softly the flowers she got near her bed, she enjoyed flowers and those sweet things. Still something felt off, she knew well that she has a fairytale fate to follow and a happy one but still she wondered if her life was this all about? Does she really has to end by marrying her prince? Doing the same thing everyday? She remember times asking her family that as a kid, her mother's reply were the same: 'You're adored by everyone, that the most important'.

She remained in bed thinking on those words all over, unaware that someone might show up.

@rinki-balt

[werekura]

"A duel monster?"

[digidweebs]

Nothing to see here Rascal, —just grass, simple, mundane, non-suspicious grass.

Let's not make a mountain out of a molehill, Rascal is a simple creature. He likes his food, he likes his friends, he likes his comfort, and that's really all he needs.

So. In theory. Just some grass waving in the nonexistent breeze shouldn't be a big deal. And yet, it is.

It's there. Whatever "it" is. Being incredibly suspicious. Taunting him. Mocking him. Surely if it was a threat it'd be bigger. And if it IS a threat...then he'd better hunt it before it hunts him.

Running off of pure, 100% instinct, Rascal finds himself on all fours, crouching as he sneakily approaches the so-called totally normal grass.

His butt wiggles. It wiggles again. And again. And a forth time for good measure. Finally, with his calibrations complete, Rascal pounces onto the grass, consequences be damned.

He totally forgot he can just make fire. At will.