Just a random drabble, I may add more but I have to come up with them first.
Enjoy it,
Third Person
He reached for Max's shoulder and shook it, "Max." He whispered.
She rolled over to stare at him bleary eyed, "What?" She hissed. Her face softened immediately when she realized it was one of her only friends in the School. It was her best friend; Fang. When she saw his face hers changed to mirror his. "What's wrong?" She asked urgently. Fang looked worried, maybe even scared. She had never seen him scared before.
His wings twitched. He looked down embarrassed, "I-I had a nightmare" He said, it was barely a whisper and she almost didn't catch it.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"No, I'm okay now." He whispered.
She sat up, carefully avoiding the low ceiling of the medium sized crate that was way too small for two kids. "What?"
"Nothing I feel better now." He said quietly.
It was odd, Max knew that he didn't usually open up to anyone, he retreated within himself and hid no one could hurt him that way. "Why did you wake me up?" She asked confused.
Fang shrugged his too long dark hair falling into his dark eyes, "I wanted to try something new."
Max rolled her eyes and curled back up on her side to try to go back to sleep. When she realized it wasn't going to happen she sat back up to find Fang sitting back against the crate with his knees drawn up in front of him his eyes had a faraway look to them. He was deep in thought she decided. She scooted back against the crate too and mimicked his position hugging her knees and resting her chin on top of them.
Fang came out of his daze and turned to her, "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" Was her reply.
Fang's black wings twitched behind him. They both had wings, but neither of them had ever extended them, you got hurt if you did. "Do you think we can fly?" He whispered.
"I don't know, I had a dream about it once." Max offered.
Fang shook his head, "It would be cool, if we could. I like my wings."
Max smiled, "I like mine too."
"I wouldn't want them to take them away." He whispered. They twitched again
"Me neither." She whispered back. "Is that what your dream was about?"
Fang's wings twitched again, "Night Max." He said before rolling over and setting in against the crate.
Max took that as a yes. She reached out and put her hand against one of his wings and whispered, "They're still there."
Fang smiled but she didn't see. Max always had his back, or in this case, his wing.
Well that's it, reviews are appreciated, thanks for reading.
Skipp Out
