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#2011-03-16 14:38:19, as written by Lovely VonSchultz

Of course Florence would have answered the girl. Yes, she would love for her to make something again, just for her. That would be very nice. Florence smiled in her little dark room, turning her eyes up just enough to keep the pain in her back minimal. No, she wasn't okay, but sooner or later her shoulders would stop hurting. Maybe... hopefully.

Yes, she would have answered all those questions just like that, but the scream stopped her before small, plump lips could part to speak. She lifted her head up, eyes wide in observation and even a little fear. The young girl was scrambling to get up off the floor and Florence found herself fighting the pain in her shoulders to get out of the chair and jog to the scene.

The smell hit her first. Metallic. Sour. Deadly. Her senses went wild. No matter that she'd fed last night. It made no difference that her skin was nice and pink, nor that the beast was thoroughly quelled. That smell always caught its attention and it took everything Florence had to fight it off. She did, though, and with gusto as she pushed passed the others and ran straight for the dark haired girl. It was instinct to tend to your own kind. The Ice Queen was with her as well, confusion all over her face. If Florence had been confused before seeing this, she was no longer in that state of mind. It all made perfect sense what was going on here. The bite marks on the plant boy's neck, the wings protruding from her back. So that was what Florence was waiting for. Why was it taking so long? Must it put her through all the pain? Lifting up the girl's head, she felt her neck and the pulse was good and strong. She'd fed well.

Turning her dead eyes to the icey girl, Florence brushed the hair from the fallen one's face. "We are the dangerous ones here. Our curse is not beautiful like yours. We must pay a heavy price for being what we are." Her voice was low, ominous, but truthful. Any Dracon felt the agony of life.

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