The curse— RP

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Saoirse smiled weakly "I'm fine," She lied. "Believe it or not, that happens all the time."

“Not anymore. Not once my father finds out anyway”

 

[Starburst]

“You” she hissed fury overtaking her “how dare you bring them here! I never should have trusted you”

Jordan gasped. "What do you mean? I didn't, Amity, I promise."

 

[Starburst]

“Not anymore. Not once my father finds out anyway”

Saoirse frowned. "Your father likes killing. Are you sure about that?"

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Jordan gasped. "What do you mean? I didn't, Amity, I promise."

“I don’t want to hear it. Take the party and leave now before all heck brakes loose”

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Saoirse frowned. "Your father likes killing. Are you sure about that?"

“Yes he doesn’t agree with beating people”

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

(I gtg)

 

[Starburst]

“I don’t want to hear it. Take the party and leave now before all heck brakes loose”

Jordan frowned. "You don't understand, Amity! Uncle gave me herbs last night, putting me into a deep sleep. I just woke up. The only one who knows is Imogen, and she swore to me that she didn't breath a word."

 

[Starburst]

(I gtg)

(Will you be back on later?)

 

[Starburst]

“Yes he doesn’t agree with beating people”

"I thought killing was worse, but I could be wrong." Saoirse shrugged. "Let's just go and help Jordan."

 

[Ihavesomechickens]

Tristesse stumbled through the woods. He was going to find those hunters and give them a piece of his mind. His legs were growing tired, so he started using his wings to fly shakily about five feet above the ground. Soon, a hunter noticed him from a distance and shot at him. Tristesse just heard a horrible sound and the world went dark.