Snippet #1647070

Taara stared at the blue butterfly with surprise. It drifted past her staring with gentle eyes and almost a plea as it landed outside the March Hare's door before going in. Taara felt a little bit of fear crawl over her as she saw it go inside. She glanced around feeling nervous and backtracked to the house. Inside there was still everyone plus the newest arrival. No one seemed to flustered by her appearance.

Taara crept as close to the boarder as possible staring at the house before she winced, taking a chance she sped across the land and drove straight into the house sliding under the table. There were papers covering her now and her head had smashed against the table, but all in all she was alright.
"Ow!" she hissed clutching her head as she stared around at the people. There was Jonathan, the March Hare, and 3 other Alice's who were gathering around the newly arrived butterfly. Standing up, (after crawling out from under the table) Taara stared around the room of everyone before bowing, hand on the hilt of her sword.
"Taara Lavetia, at your service. Sorry to intrude but I followed the Butterfly here." she stole a glance at the Blue butterfly before looking down. "I'll have to apologize to you Jonathan. I must have disorganized all your things." she said quite awkwardly as she stared at the papers which had helped her slide across the floor so easily.

Twisting her hand nervously as she stared at everyone there was a metalic scraping noise from the scabbard. Despite her liking people she could not remember the last person she had me who hadn't tried to kill her, making it very difficult for her to know how to talk to these individuals. 'Oh well' she thought tightening her grip on the sword. 'At least they're calm . . .'