Beatrice snorts. This guy was a joke. "Obviously. But most girls also aren't as rich and have very powerful, influential dads. So, yeah." She grumbles, holding onto him tighter as they skirt around Mud. She hated mud.
She groans. "Why does this -hurt- so much?" Her tail flips about without her control, slipping under the boy's chin and around his neck several times, along with whacking him in the face. Her tail was very long. And fluffy.
She sniffles as the night air grows chiller and cold. She takes her hair out of the band it was in to help warm her. She starts to shiver. Her oh-so-pricey design clothes were -not- suitable for this weather.
Although, she was glad she had the boy with her. If only for heat and help.
She groans. "Why does this -hurt- so much?" Her tail flips about without her control, slipping under the boy's chin and around his neck several times, along with whacking him in the face. Her tail was very long. And fluffy.
She sniffles as the night air grows chiller and cold. She takes her hair out of the band it was in to help warm her. She starts to shiver. Her oh-so-pricey design clothes were -not- suitable for this weather.
Although, she was glad she had the boy with her. If only for heat and help.