18 Winter, 510 AV Ariel was walking through the grass a few feet away from a large fire, which had several people gathered around it, sitting on fallen logs and large stones, trying to heat themselves up. As she was merrily strolling along, whistling a wordless tune, she noticed a large shadow looming over her. Sparing only an instant to look up, when she realized a foot was going to come down flat on her face if she wasn't careful. Ariel quickly dove out of the way, brushing herself off as she got back up, noticing that a little speckle of dirt had clung to her clay form. "Hey, watch where you're going!" she said with a scowl, waving her tiny fists up at the large figure that was a few feet away from her, as if nothing had happened here. Perhaps the woman didn't hear her, she couldn't be sure of how far her voice would carry, or if the woman would bother to look down, so she ran as quick as she could, leaping over tiny rocks, so that she could be next to the woman who easily towered over her. She punched the woman's shoes, doubting that she had felt it. Ariel was simply angry, why was it that no one bothered to look down? After all, they may step on someone, like herself. So she punched the woman's shoe again, but harder this time. It hurt her clay hand, stifling an "owww," as she waved her aching hand about miserably. It probably looked like she was waving at the woman, Ariel thought, as she looked into the woman's aura, quickly, seeing nothing but horses. What a surprise, another drykas, Ariel thought to herself as she howled to the woman, "would you look down?" certain that the woman hadn't noticed her yet. How could she possibly when she had nearly stepped on Ariel just a moment before. |