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Feantari's rockin' journal!
A black leather bound book with a gold lock I plan on writing about whatever the heck I want!
"Run! You stupid moron, run!" Carin laughed as she watched her adoptive younger brother get chased by one of the bulls they kept along with a whole feild of cows. The big stud of the group. He was trying to milk one of the females and nothing went his way. He touched one of Mad Bull's girls and now Carin was nearly falling off the white painted fence in laughter.
Mad Bull was a brassy and hot headed creature. His eyes seem to always glow that demonly red that told you the seriousness in his care of his herd. His brown fur was velvety if you could get close long enough to pet him which rarely anybody did. He was a mad son of a gun. Thus the name.
It was normal routine within her home of seven years. Chores completed everyday before supper, then a quick wash up and prayer before they were rewarded for their hard work.
She had come to live with the Brudy family seven years ago one stormy night. They had found her in the woods, claw and fang marks across her olive skin, blood caked within the brunette strands that reached for her waist in a fit to become a blanket for her body. They told her that she looked so helpless, ready to become nothing in oblivion but that she was a fighter. They could see it in her crystal blue orbs that held so much innocence yet something they still hadn't placed.
"Next time you do it! I'm sick of this damn bull!" Jason yelled over his shoulder before leaping over the tall fence in a single, well calculated bound. Mad Bull was pulled short, huffing over his loss of a good maul. An unlady-like snort left her as she watched him walk around to her.
"No thank you, that's your job. Besides, ma says that I shouldn't be out with the animals, remember?" A groan left Jason at the memory of that note.
Ma had been furious when Carin had gotten a memorable wound across her back due to one of Mad Bull's sparring partners, Black Jack. She had tried to milk the cow too and Black Jack sensed trouble. He caught her with his horn deeply, but she was a fast runner and was able to outrun the next strike he was aiming for.
Of course no one knew that that wound had healed only a day after the fact, the blood the only reminder on the bandage that was still wrapped around her. She couldn't very well explain that one to anybody since it was a pretty serious injury.
She knew Black Jack went for her because he sensed her other nature. He knew that a predator was in their mists, even if she had full control of that predator. She couldn't blame him. She had hunted this herd long ago and he probably recognized her. Pay back sucked.
She sighed and swung off the fence to stare at her brother, shaking her head with her hands on her well shaped hips. He was a blond youngster, only a year younger then her. His emerald orbs were more intelligant then he let on most times, using his smarts only to outrun trouble that comes his way rather then where it should be placed. In schooling.
Most girls still tittered about him though. He was handsome, she'd admit that. Well built thanks to the work we were forced to partake in and sporting a farmer's tan as well. He could pass off as a model if he wanted to with his good lucks and nice body, but he was too smart for it as she'd always teased. No model agency would take him since he was so smart.
"Why aren't you doing your chores?" he asked, glaring at her with those green orbs.
"Can't do my chores without the milk," she pointed out, nodding to the milk pail now tipped over and empty on the ground. A few choice swears came from his mouth as he ran his hand through his shaggy blond mane. From the sun light, she could see a trace of a beard coming in. Five o'clock shadow she supposed.
"Well I can't go back in there with Mad Bull still parading around," he muttered, glaring now at the bull snorting at the opposite town. She followed his glare, calculating, thinking then smirking.
"I've got it. Go get the milk tools," she said, waving him off.
"No!" he jerked his head to look back at her as if she'd grown another head.
"Do it. I won't get hurt. I'm too sneaky and fast to get caught again," she assured him, waving him off again.
He grumbled and cursed under his breath before he decided it was no use arguing once she made up her mind. He ran off to the barn. By the time he got back, she'd be done.






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Miss Tupsy
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commentCommented on: Tue Jan 27, 2009 @ 03:42am
I was here nice house cool


commentCommented on: Sat Jan 31, 2009 @ 02:40am
wow thats a lot of stuff that u wrote but i like and ur house cool



best_lover23
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Metal Syna 13
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commentCommented on: Thu Jun 25, 2009 @ 08:58am
funny do you do stand-up


commentCommented on: Tue Mar 02, 2010 @ 02:24am
Sweet story. What kind of predator is Carin?



invertedsugar
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Kusugari
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commentCommented on: Tue May 25, 2010 @ 04:27am
I'm guessing u write fanfiction?


commentCommented on: Tue Apr 19, 2011 @ 12:49pm
woah


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