Snippet #2113388

Shirin grew upset as Darc accused her of lying. She looked at Darc her pink eyes turned into a glare. "I don't lie!!!" She huffed. "Stubborn dragon." She frowned upset. Shirin prided herself on honesty. Being called a liar was the one thing that could rile her up. And it was. Her gold tail flicked back and forth like a scorn cat, her feathers puffed up, and her eyes grew cold and sharp, even her markings glowed a little. She folded her arms across her chest and wrapped her white wings around herself paying mind to the injured one. To most instead of looking threatening she probably looked cute. The small angel began walking faster, before long she was practically jogging trying to keep ahead from Darc and it was hard sense she was so short, and with the injured wing she wanted to fly as little as possible.

After awhile the anger simmered down and was replaced with sadness and annoyance. Her feathers calmed down, but her tail continued to flick back and forth. She frowned a little her eyes softening as guilt overtook her. She had probably been rude and for something so stupid. She slowed down and her mind locked in again of Darc's. "Sorry... but call me a liar again and Il tail slap you...Even if I think you are handsome..." She blushed and looked over at Darc giving him a smile to show she really was sorry and that she was being honest.