Maheegan immediately stuck out her tongue at Kiyiya in response, huffing. She hated being called a baby, and she put her hands on her hips to help her efforts to prove her friend wrong. "I am not!" she retorted. "I can run farther and faster than you, so..."
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Maheegan, who had practically bounced out of everyone's way before they even knew what was happening, stood proudly in the center of the village and puffed her chest out. She loved winning races and there was nothing she was better at. So, with a smile, she silently watched Kiyiya bump into a woman and fall backward. Again she stifled a laugh. She was dominating today.
She offered a friendly smile to Onaiwah, who she respected but, like most people, did not often talk to, and then approached Kiyiya. "You do need to learn to watch where you're going. You're not a baby anymore," she repeated with the sharpest of teasing tones and a wide toothy grin.
She would have taken the opportunity to inform him that she'd won the race, but she felt that it didn't need to be said. Her smugness said it all.
She offered a friendly smile to Onaiwah, who she respected but, like most people, did not often talk to, and then approached Kiyiya. "You do need to learn to watch where you're going. You're not a baby anymore," she repeated with the sharpest of teasing tones and a wide toothy grin.
She would have taken the opportunity to inform him that she'd won the race, but she felt that it didn't need to be said. Her smugness said it all.
Maheegan covered her mouth and giggled at the same time she skidded to a halt in front of Kiyiya. It was immensely satisfying to her that she'd manage to scare him, and when she took her hand away from her face there was one of the smuggest smirks ever to exist on her lips. Most people would be, at the very most, surprised or angry with her if she did the same thing to them. But Kiyiya? It was far too easy with him.
She took his hand and pulled him to his feet, then broke into a grin, unable to help herself.
"Race?" she suggested, but instead of waiting for his response, she sped off for the village, happy to show off her running ability.
She took his hand and pulled him to his feet, then broke into a grin, unable to help herself.
"Race?" she suggested, but instead of waiting for his response, she sped off for the village, happy to show off her running ability.
Maheegan had seen the entire thing unfold, as well as heard the conversation, as she crouched in a stand of bushes, apparently afraid of being noticed eavesdropping. She wasn't fond of Migisi and didn't quite know why, but he wasn't the reason she'd come. The truth was that she'd run out of chores and slipped away; as of yet no one had noticed her disappearance. She felt for Kiyiya. No one really bothered speaking to Maheegan, likely because she rarely bothered speaking to them, and part of her liked it that way. She kept her head down, got things done, listened, and often left.
She didn't very much like the sight of the calf being dragged, but it was quickly shrugged off when she saw Kiyiyi jog back toward the village. He probably thought she was there, she realized when she remembered yesterday that he'd promised to play with her. Her dark eyes followed the running figure. Time to surprise him.
Maheegan sprinted up behind him and waited for Kiyiyi to notice that he was being followed. Her small, wiry figure made it easy to catch up.
She didn't very much like the sight of the calf being dragged, but it was quickly shrugged off when she saw Kiyiyi jog back toward the village. He probably thought she was there, she realized when she remembered yesterday that he'd promised to play with her. Her dark eyes followed the running figure. Time to surprise him.
Maheegan sprinted up behind him and waited for Kiyiyi to notice that he was being followed. Her small, wiry figure made it easy to catch up.
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Basics
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Name: Maheegan
Age: 13
Birthday: May 8th
Gender: Female
Personality: For the most part, Maheegan is a hard-working girl with an unusual and wolflike affinity for running long distances. She appears hyper-aware of her environment and is a bit of a night owl; she has been known to pull all-nighters. Though she doesn't exactly enjoy working, she never complains. She rarely talks.
Notable traits: Crouches when afraid of something. Unconsciously fidgets a lot.
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Human Appearance
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General: Pretty tiny; not that much bulk. All her strength is cardiovascular.
Skin tone: Pretty dang tan
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Dark brown
Height: 5'2
Weight: 100 lbs
Other: Has a single, circular scar under her left eye from a pretty damn big ember that kind of just popped out of a fire. (?!)
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Wolf Appearance
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General: Sinewy and small, with a cautious and yet proud stance.
Fur color: Dark, rusty brown and black.
Eye color: Yellow/small specks of green
Other:
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Miscellaneous
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Biography: Nothing very significant has happened to her. She simply learned to keep quiet about her wolf-shifting ability and to use it to her advantage--stealthily.
Other:
Note: meme heck
Basics
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Name: Maheegan
Age: 13
Birthday: May 8th
Gender: Female
Personality: For the most part, Maheegan is a hard-working girl with an unusual and wolflike affinity for running long distances. She appears hyper-aware of her environment and is a bit of a night owl; she has been known to pull all-nighters. Though she doesn't exactly enjoy working, she never complains. She rarely talks.
Notable traits: Crouches when afraid of something. Unconsciously fidgets a lot.
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Human Appearance
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General: Pretty tiny; not that much bulk. All her strength is cardiovascular.
Skin tone: Pretty dang tan
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Dark brown
Height: 5'2
Weight: 100 lbs
Other: Has a single, circular scar under her left eye from a pretty damn big ember that kind of just popped out of a fire. (?!)
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Wolf Appearance
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General: Sinewy and small, with a cautious and yet proud stance.
Fur color: Dark, rusty brown and black.
Eye color: Yellow/small specks of green
Other:
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Miscellaneous
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Biography: Nothing very significant has happened to her. She simply learned to keep quiet about her wolf-shifting ability and to use it to her advantage--stealthily.
Other:
Note: meme heck
"Fuck!" Mattie yelled at the top of her lungs before punching a hole in the wall and bloodying her knuckles. "Fuck them both! Fuck them all! Fuck fuck fuck!" She kept punching until her fingers were raw and red, and then she stood there shaking, tears coming down, her lip quivering. If a zombie had climbed up and attacked her right now, she probably would have picked it up and tossed it through the window like it was that dirty diaper from earlier. The one that had almost hit Darrin.
She put her back to the wall and slid down, her hands against her face. She cried for a while, screamed a little bit (though with enough intensity to make her throat burn) and then calmed down. It was like this that she fell asleep, with her head tucked into her knees and her bloody hands lying limp on the musty floor.
She put her back to the wall and slid down, her hands against her face. She cried for a while, screamed a little bit (though with enough intensity to make her throat burn) and then calmed down. It was like this that she fell asleep, with her head tucked into her knees and her bloody hands lying limp on the musty floor.
Mattie sucked in a breath and leaped to her feet. Darrin. She didn't need to be told. She could feel it like a heavy rock in her heart. "Fuck," she muttered under her breath. "No." She'd hoped to whip him into shape. Now she wouldn't have the chance. It was a mercy killing, she reminded herself, but that didn't make her last brother any less dead. The tears threatened again. A sob formed in the back of her throat, and it took all her might to keep it in.
In as calm a voice as she could muster, she said to Nicholas, "Tell him I know. I'm going next door." And with that, she got up and ran into the next house over, tearing open the door and slamming it shut. Aided by starlight, and with eyes adjusted to the dark, she started down the basement. Bad idea, there could be something down there. So she went upstairs instead, up to the attic. Empty. Smelled like dust and model airplane glue.
There, she let out those sobs.
In as calm a voice as she could muster, she said to Nicholas, "Tell him I know. I'm going next door." And with that, she got up and ran into the next house over, tearing open the door and slamming it shut. Aided by starlight, and with eyes adjusted to the dark, she started down the basement. Bad idea, there could be something down there. So she went upstairs instead, up to the attic. Empty. Smelled like dust and model airplane glue.
There, she let out those sobs.
She didn't feel like arguing, so she just drew her knees into her chest. "Thank you." She tightened her hand around his and scooted a little closer to him. She didn't care about getting sick. She just wanted this all to be over. And she didn't know how she felt so comforted by someone she'd only known for about a day. So much had happened, yes, but it worried her. Feelings had always been something she pushed as far away as she possibly could.
Darrin broke out in a sweat at the thought of a bullet ripping through his brain, and he bit his lip. "I'm sorry, and, and, Mattie, I love her, she was like my mother even though she was my sister." Stalling. "I'm ready."
Darrin broke out in a sweat at the thought of a bullet ripping through his brain, and he bit his lip. "I'm sorry, and, and, Mattie, I love her, she was like my mother even though she was my sister." Stalling. "I'm ready."
Mattie turned her head and sighed. "It's like my real brother died and something else replaced him. And hey, you should be resting up, kiddo," she added, trying to sound cheerful. She reached over and took his hand. "And stop being sorry, alright? Just...don't...bite anyone else."
She leaned her head back next to his and closed her eyes. Some tears came out, but she didn't make any sound to suggest she was crying. As much of an asshole as Darrin was being, now she had to come to terms with the fact that both of her brothers were good as dead. One deep shaky breath and she murmured to Nicholas, "You'd like him a lot more if you'd met him before he ran away. And before..." Before Aaron died. She didn't want to say it.
"You should go in and sleep."
"Die now," pleaded Darrin. "But I can do that myself." He struggled briefly, half-heartedly.
She leaned her head back next to his and closed her eyes. Some tears came out, but she didn't make any sound to suggest she was crying. As much of an asshole as Darrin was being, now she had to come to terms with the fact that both of her brothers were good as dead. One deep shaky breath and she murmured to Nicholas, "You'd like him a lot more if you'd met him before he ran away. And before..." Before Aaron died. She didn't want to say it.
"You should go in and sleep."
"Die now," pleaded Darrin. "But I can do that myself." He struggled briefly, half-heartedly.
Darrin stumbled backwards, dizzy with pain. Oh, god, oh god oh god, this could not be happening to him. He struggled under Jacob's weight, but he was scrawny and weak with starvation. Plus he'd been bitten. He sank down and closed his eyes. What was the point of fighting anymore? He was as good as dead. He was going to end up like Aaron, except dying in a car must have been mercifully quick. "He's infected. He bit me. He bit me." He looked to Mattie as if she'd know what to do, but all he did apart from that was mouth shoot me.
Mattie couldn't stay here. She opened the front door, stepped out, closed it behind her. Sat on the porch and looked at the stars. There were so many now that there was no power...
Mattie couldn't stay here. She opened the front door, stepped out, closed it behind her. Sat on the porch and looked at the stars. There were so many now that there was no power...
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