Break the Rules Mar 6, 2015 22:23:42 GMT -5
Post by Maya Esquivel-Haywood on Mar 6, 2015 22:23:42 GMT -5
Maya stuffed Mu into her backpack, zipping it closed with a look of determination.
She was a grown up now, she wasn't a baby anymore and she wasn't going to let Papa keep treating her like one. He left her behind, but she was damn well old enough to make her own decisions, to decide what Ring she could and couldn't belong to. And if she wanted to join the Carna, then she would. That had not stopped her fears from creeping into her mind when she had been caught on the Carna borders this morning, the scent of rogues all over her. She had thought they would turn her away or kill her, but something in her face must have convinced the equally as young looking scout that the twelve year old meant that she wanted to join. Even he had tried to turn her away, but she was stubborn and hard-headed, just like her papa. Which wasn't always a good thing.
Joining hadn't been quite what she had expected, to be honest. She was more welcome than she had been expecting, although treated warily.
She didn't receive the mark that papa had, although she hadn't really been looking forward to getting carved into. The deerling looked over her shoulder, looking warily at her own new sewer-mates. There was another girl here although she looked about sixteen and meaner than a snake. The rest were boys, and they were too interested in their mock battles than to pay attention to fresh meat. There were plenty of rules to keep her safe, but she had no idea if anyone actually listened to them. She slung her backpack on, her worldly possessions inside.
She tugged down her winter cap, and clicked her tongue softly for her cat who had sprung up by her side. Papa had given him to her ages ago, and he had been a good protector for her. He wasn't very pleased about their new living arrangements and let her know with a disgusted yowl. He had always been the prissy type, that one. Pat followed his mistress, avoiding any wet spots that he found. Maya's hand held the wall as she walked, the tunnels quiet for the time being. She'd only been allowed down here for a couple of days, so she was always getting lost. And she hadn't seen Papa yet, which she wasn't sure if that was good or bad.
Pat gave a warning yowl in the dark as someone came walking in a hurry. The dark figure bumped her, shoving her out of its way and stepping on her cat. The tabby hissed, and Maya scraped herself off the wall.
"Hey, watch where you're going, ass!" She said, her temper hot. She tugged down on her hat, wiping off her shoulder and knees. "You ran me over, and Pat."