by 15Icey » Wed Aug 06, 2014 9:33 am
Clare widened her eyes, looking down at her melting sword. Frowning, she simply gripped it tighter, and it froze one again. Looking up, she seemed to stare daggers into him, and shoved the sword even harder into his neck.
Kyra couldn't help but laugh quietly at his reaction. Sighing, she leaned against the tree, closing her eyes as she still scratched his neck.