It was resentment- resentment for their maker.
Louder than a storm of raging ocean waves, one word echoed in her beautiful head- RUN.
And run she did.
As she swung her wide hips- she arched both her hands in opposite perpendicular angles, and shot forward towards the grove of trees northwards. Her vision turned icy blue- the color of haze as the dashed like a cornered rabbit.
It was a wrong fucking day to be caught wearing a gown.
In a single breath, Selina raised up her gown- all the way to her upper thigh- freeing up more space for longer strides. Her full round buttocks shot out behind and bounced in heavy jiggly motions as she raced forward- breathing in heavy gasps.
Behind her, the awful screeching of the ice dragons shredded the air between them- assaulting her ear drums, and worming their way into her brain. Above the ringing sounds in her head, the sound of beating wings boomed on the ground.
