Snippet #1605292

Naverine Rivers

"I don't want to be human" She muttered again, making her way across the room bow now in hand. "I am a dog person." Her mind flashed to the glowing scythe, cutting through the beast. Why, why was such an incompetent human capable of such things. She wanted to know the secret, she wanted that power. The power to be above them. "Ah! Idiot! I can do this with my own strength." She lifted her bow, pulling the string a little too hard. The string sprung early, veering the arrow off. Her mind was being to fogged to shoot straight, why, why was she letting cat people get to her? She threw down the bow, it disappearing as it left her hands. Grabbing her head as she tried to shake loose of the thoughts.

And that other one, how did he train his body to move like such? Neither of them acted like normal humans, like those filthy cat people. She closed her eyes, even noticing it herself that thoughts and words were contradicting one another. "Strength is best found through practice and hardship!" She growled, "I need to train myself!" She opened her eyes, finding that her knees were touching the ground. The power of that attack, the electrifying ability that seemed to be nothing but raw power. "I want it.." Her voice sounded like somewhat of a cry as she nearly closed her eyes again. Turning into a solid glare at the floor. "I want it!" She screamed, punching hard at the floor as she pushed herself up. Fists turning red she moved towards the door.

Putting her foot against the door, she turned the knob, applying all the strength she had to kick the unlatched door open. Stepping out, only to slam the door. She was annoyed with herself, the thoughts flowing with her head. She couldn't talk with herself, it was hard to reason with herself like this. Ruffling her hair she tried to stop the thoughts of the glowing scythe as she made her way to the lobby. Barely turning the corner to see the three boys.

"You!" She growled out pointing at Jayze. "Mr. Scythe, your training me how to do that right now! No excuses!" She yelled approaching quickly. Grabbing tightly onto his arm before trying to pull him along. However, with her weak body it was seemingly impossible to pull him with her own strength. Bringing a red to her cheeks as she tried to pull harder. She was only growing more annoyed, more angry with her position.