There she was.
The serpent slithered through the shadows, hidden by the line of small shrubs that decorated the side of the restaurant. The redheaded girl was approaching, looking around like she was expecting to get attacked. Watching the people on the street. Looking behind her.
But not looking down at the ground.
She waited for the right moment. Waited. Waited. Then, when Lisbeth was walking right past the bushes, Morana lashed out, clamping her mouth around Lisbeth's ankle.
Gently though. Gently. Like a kitten nibbling on your fingers, being playful. Not quite hard enough to break the skin. Though maybe hard enough to leave a mark.
The serpent slithered through the shadows, hidden by the line of small shrubs that decorated the side of the restaurant. The redheaded girl was approaching, looking around like she was expecting to get attacked. Watching the people on the street. Looking behind her.
But not looking down at the ground.
She waited for the right moment. Waited. Waited. Then, when Lisbeth was walking right past the bushes, Morana lashed out, clamping her mouth around Lisbeth's ankle.
Gently though. Gently. Like a kitten nibbling on your fingers, being playful. Not quite hard enough to break the skin. Though maybe hard enough to leave a mark.
