Kiline had just hit - what Rora and Vilmera had decided to name - elf puberty. It wasn't like human puberty where you got breasts and bled but instead it was a big emotional and intellectual shift. Kiline had gone from childish and playful to wise and graceful in little more than a week. But she was not even five feet tall, so being as tall as Kiline wasn't really a good judge of how mature Rora was.
She was still small enough to do that; if she curled into herself a little. Her mother sat down on the floor, looking very improper for someone who had been queen of all the elves. Rora decided she really wanted to hug her mother, even if it made her seem like a baby. Her mother's voice had that hushed tone she used when she told Rora a secret. Secrets were one of Rora's favorite things. Her mother was quiet for a while and Rora frowned. What does that mean? She knew about siblings and babies.
Babies were small and made out of love, everyone told her so. Even Vilmera and she never lied to her to protect her like her mother and father sometime did.
A little brother or sister? She had barely gotten out of sight from the tree house when someone stepped out behind her and put their hands over her eyes. Vilmera was almost as tall as her mother but with darker skin and blonde hair. Rora didn't think the blonde hair was very pretty. She liked her own dark waves and was glad for it.
Still Vilmera was very pretty, Rora knew this because all the boys, human and elf, wanted to read her poetry and bring her flowers they had sung for her. Vilmera always had the best secrets. The other girl turned around and walked backwards as she spoke, "I know where there is a dragon egg for you! That was the prologue for you! I probably won't be posting the first chapter for a few weeks, since I'm very busy with school and stuff.
But I've been thinking about this story for a long time now and wanted to give you something. Just In All Stories: Story Story Writer Forum Community. It's been six years. Rora and La Shawn, aka thuggish chick, got along really well, and they started talking smack about the beaked ginger. So I heard he's a mouth breather because if he breathes through he's nose he could suck people in.
Shortly after befriending La Shawn I made Rora get a job as a stand up comedian. I mean, stupidity is pretty funny. Then this terminally ill looking matchmaker walked by, so you already know what's gonna happen next. ALSO, someone murdered Rora's snowman as you can see in the back.
Snowman, - Matchmaker: Yeah, I'll use this to wipe my ass later. Oh goody, my heart can't take all this excitement! Wait, what'd you just say? Y'know what, he ain't even that bad. That's one of Maxis less-fugly templates. That blonde hair tho, I was hoping for some genetic variety.
The exterminator immediately goes up to and talks to La Shawn. He seems to believe that he's on the date with her or something. Hello there, cute man! My name's Rora ; Exterminator: Ugh, it's been 4 hours since I've moved in and I'm still not pregnant. I think I'm just gonna lay here and die. Aw Rora, things take time. Don't worry, soon you'll pop so many kids you won't even be able to have time to lie on the couch! So off Rora went to a community lot where she built yet another snowman, which is one of the side effects after watching Frozen way too much.
Ayee I ain't gonna lie, I'm liking the view from up here. Rora then sipped some purp which turned her brain even mushier. Afterwards she went home and knocked up, because apparently it must've been chicks night at the club because it was such a fishfest. Maan, that breakfast cereal got me feeling tingly all over. I feel something forming within me, and I must release it Ughh Rora, you're just nasty, I can't: Time to get out the house Instead, we simply invited La Shawn over, and she brought over a friend.
I was hoping it'd by a guy but instead it was this rockabilly girl, so I guess she could be befriended and then Rora could find the D elsewhere. But apparently her and La Shawn were waaay more then friends and La Shawn only brought her over so she could have somewhere to make out with her: The exterminator later invited Rora on a date but mehh, I declined.
I still think she could find a better looking mate, y'know? So she went downtown alone. Has anyone ever told you you're as pretty as a daisy?
Cox, I've seen what your nose does to legacy. That snout will take like 3 generations to breed out.
Ugh, it's you again. Well I did run out of toilet paper.
I can't wait to see my future lover! Ew, what's wrong with his face? It looks like melting butter or something idek. This time we tried again, but with more money. Ehh, he's another awkward looking character. I guess it'll be another lonely night for Rora. Who needs guys when food is so fulfilling? Hello Penguin, will you be my sperm donor? She braced herself for the impact. Slowly she opened her eyes, she was a few feet from the ground, floating in the air.
She tensed; had she managed to do magic without the ancient language? That was not supposed to be possible, was it? She heard upset voices from above and suddenly felt herself float upwards. Only when she reached the window where her father and mother stood did she understand she hadn't done magic. Her mother looked pale and Rora suspected she wanted to hug Rora.
She was glad her mother stayed back. She wasn't a toddler anymore and she was fine. She didn't need a hug. She had her mother's eyes and she knew he couldn't resist neither her own or her mother's eyes. Especially if she managed to force a tear or two. He liked to say that but never ever actually did anything other than say it. Mother usually would just shake her head and pat Rora's cheek. Today however the words made her mother's eyes flash.
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Rora wanted to tell them she was still there and didn't like being talked about like she wasn't there or couldn't understand them. But she stayed silent, watching them argue while what felt like a cold ball started to grow in her stomach. You have said so yourself — she's not an elf, she's a child of two riders. She's not frail like an elf child and she will not break as easily. So you do not need to cajole her like she is a tot," her father stood up tall pushing the chair back. Rora thought there seemed something more to him than just what was actually there.
Like there was a big thing inside him that was just hiding inside his body. Maybe it was the magic. Kiline had just hit - what Rora and Vilmera had decided to name - elf puberty.
It wasn't like human puberty where you got breasts and bled but instead it was a big emotional and intellectual shift. Kiline had gone from childish and playful to wise and graceful in little more than a week. But she was not even five feet tall, so being as tall as Kiline wasn't really a good judge of how mature Rora was. She was still small enough to do that; if she curled into herself a little.