She sat atop the heater in the dark, dusty room, blending into the corner. She had pulled the shades down so no one could see her through the window, which was a plus for her and probably them. She didn't want to be made fun of and she didn't want her wings to get twisted and torn even more than they already were. They hadn't been bleeding much today, and she didn't want them to start.
Her single visible eye, the red one, gazed around the room. She had left the door open slightly so at least a little bit of light could poor in. Nariko had gone through four years of being in a dark room, and though she was used to it... she didn't want more of it.
The cat-eared child pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged herself, rocking back and forth slightly on the heater. She didn't exactly have friends to hang out with here...
Her single visible eye, the red one, gazed around the room. She had left the door open slightly so at least a little bit of light could poor in. Nariko had gone through four years of being in a dark room, and though she was used to it... she didn't want more of it.
The cat-eared child pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged herself, rocking back and forth slightly on the heater. She didn't exactly have friends to hang out with here...