Title: "The Call of Her Power"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: G
Summary: Dawn watches, and admires, Faith.
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Drabble
Challenge: None
Word Count (excluding heading): 200
Feedback: Yes, please!
Archive: WWOMB, -- Anybody else, ask, and I'll probably grant permission.
Disclaimer: Dawn and Buffy Summers, Faith, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer are & TM their respective owners, not the author, and are used without permission. No one can own the Source of All Evil, but this particular representation of him is & TM his respective owners, also not the author, and is used without permission. Everything else is & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.

Dawn watched Faith as she walked down the aisle, the black trench she wore billowing about her like a dark cloud of ominous power. The woman radiated power, strength, confidence, and sexuality everywhere she went. Dawn watched other customers gawking at the rogue Slayer and burst out laughing when one woman, in her rush to get out of Faith's way, rammed her shopping cart into a pole.

Faith continued without even one sign on her face that she had seen the woman and only paused when she reached Dawn's side. "Like what you see, Dawnie?" she teased, having felt every one's eyes upon her for some time but having been only surprised by the young girl's intent interest.

"Very much," Dawn admitted with an enthusiastic grin and nod. "I wish I could walk like you, Faith!"

The older woman shrugged. "Keep watching. You might pick up a thing or two." She sashayed pass her, grinning devilishly. She'd love to see Buffy's face if she could see her little sister now! She was certain the do-gooder Slayer would have a great deal to say about Dawn's admiration, and Faith would love the chance to hear her and shoot her down laughing!

The End