Fight
What was better to write about than a scandalous fight? Rita giggled and crawled closer, still not seen. Perhaps this wasn’t a fight, but it was enough. There was that giant oaf and the other tall foreign lady. Obviously the half-giant did not know when to stop and the large lady didn’t know how to face the truth. What a juicy article! Rita smiled her beetle-smile.
She extended her antennas and listened more closely. No one noticed the beetle perched on the statue except for two boys who were also eavesdropping, but little did they know who she really was.
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie! |