Forbidden Blood 7
CHAPTER 2
Page 7
Isinia carefully studied the toy carefully without touching it, looking at every single tiny detail the small toy had even though it wasn't finished. "What is it going to be Mr. Wulffrith," she asked as her tail wagged while flicking an ear, giving those innocent eyes that only one could describe as being extremely cute, but sweet enough to rotten teeth. Wulffrith looked at it for a moment while giving it some thought, "You know, I honestly have no idea, at least not yet anyway."
"You don't know?"
"No I don't because when I make things, I just let my heart tell me what to do. I pick up a piece of wood, and what I do is carve it until I feel when it is time to stop. Then I begin to add little things like paint or maybe some strings to it, anything! ...and the result is a new toy."
"I don't understand," she says while tilting her head sideways with a confused look.
Wulffrith chuckled as he patted her on the head and said, "Don't worry about it Isinia. It is called creativity and someday you will learn it when the time comes."
"Oh... Do you really think so," she said while bouncing up and down excitedly.
Wulffrith gave a smile as she ruffled her hair a little as he placed the toy back on his bench, "Yes and creativity can come in any form like writing stories, poems, artwork, or other things."
Wulffrith turned to continue on his toy, adding some sort of tiny gears to it. Isinia watched his work silently, always careful not to disturb him. She loved to see him work on such things and always wondered what he might create next. Unfortunately she couldn't stay long due to the task she was supposed to do. She waited until he was done placing one of the gears to say, "I gotta go Mr. Wulffrith but I'll be back next time to see it finished." Wulffrith turned to smile at her as she headed for the door, giving a small wave to him, "Take care Isinia, and don't stray off now!"
With that she left out the door and headed for the next few blocks to the grocery store. She wagged her tail when she stepped into the store, and headed for the back area where they kept the fresh meat. It was a rather tiny store but was packed with many fresh goods. The butcher, who was actually a coyote and owner of the store, took notice of the girl who was coming to see him, "Well aren't you a responsible little girl, what can I get for you today?" Isinia smiled the very instant she was spotted and plopped down the money, "I would like a pound of beef please?"
The butcher nodded his head as he went towards the fridge door, poked his hand in, and took out what looked like to be a pound of beef wrapped in white paper. "Here's your beef young lady, are you sure you can handle it," he said while handing it out to her. She took the small package and said, "Yes I can! Oh... and thank you!" The butcher smiled as she took off towards the front door. "Ah ha ha... such a sweet little wolf pup."
Isinia went out the door and started to head for home until she heard someone scream for help. She perked her ears to take notice of which direction it came from, which was just behind her in the alley she just passed by. Peeking around the corner, she saw a female otter being harassed by some sort of biker group, each one being, a black rabbit with a bandanna, a black fox with a mohawk, a boar with a chipped tusk, and a black wolf with a leather jacket. Inside she felt raging mad at the scene, but this wasn't what would cause her to act to defend the victim. It was actually a natural instinct to help, and she instantly answered it even though she was told not to go or do anything that would be dangerous.
"Hey leave her alone," she shouted at the four who immediately turned around to see look at the little girl. They burst out laughing the moment they saw her while the black rabbit said, "Beat it little shit! This doesn't concern you so turn around and pretend you didn't see anything!" Isinia showed no hint of fear within her whatsoever as she started to pose in her martial arts stance with a serious look on her face while the rest continued to laugh at her. "Oh so the little shit wants a fight," the rabbit thug said as he started to crack his knuckles. "I'm gonna give you such a hard beating that you'll..."
He was immediately cut off as she leaped with great speed towards the closest wall, using it to launch herself toward the rabbit to land a good kick towards his face. The rabbit was dazed for a moment while the others had instantly stopped laughing once they saw this. Isinia had landed on an emergency stairs that were attached to the building, sticking her tongue out and pulling on the bottom of her eye lid towards them and said, "Blaaaaaah!" The rabbit, rubbing his face, turned around to see her, giving her that eye of wanting to kill her for what she just did, "GET HER YOU IDIOTS!"
Isinia had distracted them long enough for the otter to quietly slip away behind their backs as they went after her up the stairs. She continued running up the stairs while tossing some trash bags, which people would temporarily place on the stairs, towards the gang to slow them down. She really had no plan whatsoever and tried desperately to think of one as how to get rid of them. When she finally arrived at the top, she immediately ran across the roof hid behind one of the large air conditioning units that were there. The roof was covered with four large exhaust vents, three large air conditioning units, and one door that apparently lead towards the stairs that led into the building.
Once the thugs were up on the roof, the wolf said, "What the fuck?! She disappeared!" The boar turned to look at him and said, "Don't be stupid, she's obviously hiding behind one of the vents or those air conditioners but don't worry, I'll crush her." The rest waited behind and watched to see the boar go around one of the units and disappear from view. "Aha! You got nowhere else to go little bitch. I'm going to crush you like a little twig!" In a way she was trapped due to the other units preventing her escape and the only way to go was either to fly or jump down from the roof, which weren't an option to her.
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