Thread: Just One Little Mistake (Frogger and Malfrost)

Cherry blossoms in bloom danced in a soft breeze, pink petals flying away under its influence and scattering onto the tile underfoot. Above, there was not a hint of cloud to be seen no impending storm hovering over the horizon, nor anything of the sort. No, it was a beautiful day, in every sense of the word...and yet, it wasnt as peaceful as anyone would make it out to be. Within the shrines property, frustration and anger crackled...fanning ever higher as seconds rolled by. Melodi lifted her eyes, the golden pair flashing while she recalled back to what Emily, her surrogate mother, said not just minutes ago. Her cheeks flushed as she did so. I am not an impudent child! Melodi determined, her hands curling into fists at her sides. Having been left at the shrines steps at birth, shes was raised under their gentle, overbearing care...and despite all their training, all the prayer and such...she couldnt believe in anything they preach. How could she? There was no...evidence, and besides...how could fate have brought her to this place, with no parents...and no true love to be found in her life? The golden pair narrowing, Melodi felt the anger rush throughout every iota of her body and couldnt help but grit her teeth together. How can she prove that she isnt a child? Age doesnt seem to matter, for she was already seventeen years old An idea began to form in the back of Melodis mind...a dangerous, alluring idea...one she wasnt quite sure she should follow through with. It could prove to be very, very bad No, it couldnt, after all...demons werent real, right? The Shrine Maidens just believe in such superstition Enamored with that knowledge, Melodi glanced left and right...making sure no one was keeping an eye on her first before moving on. Her black hair flew out behind the young woman, the light bringing out dark blue highlights hidden within the threads. Her golden-amber eyes peeled, she ducked into a part of the shrine rarely visited...closing the door behind her quietly. Melodi's eyes absorbed the dark, ominous room...fear prickling along her spine, and nervous anticipation surging through her veins. The walls were plain, the room having not an ounce of warmth... and there was little decoration to be seen. In fact...the only thing adorning the walls was an ancient painting across the way, of a handsome young man...his face distorted by rage. A red seal painted right over his chest, Melodi knew in a heartbeat this was what she had come for. After drawing in a deep breath...the girl began making her way towards the painting, not quite sure what to think. One hand lifting in order to tuck a stray lock of black behind an ear, she studied the painting for a long moment. This is probably a very...very bad idea... Melodi thought, slowly...but surely, walking across the room. I just...I want Emily to stop thinking that I'm a child. I'm seventeen years old, I can make my own decisions... and I can certainly take care of myself! Her resolve firming, the girl -no, young woman- lifted a hand, biting into the meaty part of her thumb. Once crimson blood made an appearance...she smeared it across the painting, watching as the seal glowed. Foreign words left her lips...each one saturated in power, though she did not believe they did. In fact... she didn't believe anything the shrine, or its members, represented.