there is a brief moment of silence and then, i ruin it with the growl that rips from me. to me it sounds puny, worthless, almost inadequate but to the butterfly that has no taken flight it is quite terrifying. i charge, my kissers lifting every so often as i snarl at my prey. rarely ever am i with my family. mother is probably going crazy trying to find me again but then again no one really cares what i do. after all, i’m not really theirs. my real mother is dead. i know, such a tragedy really. as for my father? he is merely a sperm donor. perhaps that is why i am so spiteful towards boys. i feel like i have to take revenge on them all honestly, for they will eventually grow up and do the same thing my father did. but i do not wish to dampen my mood as of now though. right now, i have more important things that i need to do.
i lower myself to the ground, though i know i stand out horribly for i am pale and the land is not so much. the butterfly has landed though, on this blade of grass right here, see? so now, i must focus. my nose wrinkles, ears flattening upon my small cranium as my eyes narrow. i now have the element of surprise. with a war cry of pure strength and beauty i leap from the ground, mouth agape as paws stretch to swipe at the butterfly. it takes off, so graceful in its speed and dodges my pathetic swipes. i tumble, rolling onto my side as i allow the greatest escapes of all time to take place right before my very eyes.
this isn’t over.
i promise revenge to the little demon though i lay there in my exhaustion. i can feel the suns ray’s licking my skin beneath my pelt and i bask in it. i am beautiful, i know that much is true and when i am old enough the whole world will know that much is true as well. for now though, to the outside world, i am merely a baby, a small female with an adventuress heart. well i may be small but i have plans, big plans that many will not be able to handle too soon.
my name has meaning after all, i am Calamity.
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