katalynn
Playing with demons
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Elena ~
Me and my father lived on the outskirts of the castle. A time where human and elves were allies and lived in mixed families. Luckily for me I was full Elf. Still despised the humans and their king, as always I didn't have a choice on where we could live. Yes, I was old enough that I could move, that would mean leaving daddy. Just couldn't do that, not knowing what happened to mother. Some say she died, others say she left. Father never talked about her so it was useless asking him. At this point I didn't care anyway.
Being a girl that tries to hard to be a tom-boy. Never worked, even though I still tried. Wanted to be like the guys, they always seemed to have all the fun. Still I was to delicate and girlish to do most the things they did. After doing my daily chores around the small farm, would run off within seconds of cleaning up. Spending all my time with the *boys*.
Hated being with the girls, always complaining, crying about the most petty things like; broken nails, just fixed my hair and now its windy..
All petty things. I had perfect nails, but when one broke i would just shrug it off as if it was nothing. Long blonde hair was always braided so it wouldn't get in my way. It did have real nice curls to it, one would never know that. Very muscular body from doing some things the boys did, and working on the farm kept me in perfect shape. Standing at 5'7, good size bust for my height. Wore tight vests, and loose pants, light colors that went well with my tanned skin.
Every night I would be with at least one guy, sometimes the whole group. It was getting to the point to where I think they had a bet on who could bed me first, because past few weeks, one would make moves on me. Granted it was tempting, and sometimes came to close to suceeding. But they all knew I wasn't ready for that and would stop when I told them to.
This was one of those nights. Sadly enough he had started his move to late, always home at a certain every night and when I wasn't I would just normally get grounded for a few days. It was way passed that time, this guy was really pushing it, for a moment I thought he wasn't going to stop. When I told him that I would be no good to him dead, he understood and let me leave.
When I got home father was sitting by the fire, his chair facing the door waiting for me.....
Me and my father lived on the outskirts of the castle. A time where human and elves were allies and lived in mixed families. Luckily for me I was full Elf. Still despised the humans and their king, as always I didn't have a choice on where we could live. Yes, I was old enough that I could move, that would mean leaving daddy. Just couldn't do that, not knowing what happened to mother. Some say she died, others say she left. Father never talked about her so it was useless asking him. At this point I didn't care anyway.
Being a girl that tries to hard to be a tom-boy. Never worked, even though I still tried. Wanted to be like the guys, they always seemed to have all the fun. Still I was to delicate and girlish to do most the things they did. After doing my daily chores around the small farm, would run off within seconds of cleaning up. Spending all my time with the *boys*.
Hated being with the girls, always complaining, crying about the most petty things like; broken nails, just fixed my hair and now its windy..
All petty things. I had perfect nails, but when one broke i would just shrug it off as if it was nothing. Long blonde hair was always braided so it wouldn't get in my way. It did have real nice curls to it, one would never know that. Very muscular body from doing some things the boys did, and working on the farm kept me in perfect shape. Standing at 5'7, good size bust for my height. Wore tight vests, and loose pants, light colors that went well with my tanned skin.
Every night I would be with at least one guy, sometimes the whole group. It was getting to the point to where I think they had a bet on who could bed me first, because past few weeks, one would make moves on me. Granted it was tempting, and sometimes came to close to suceeding. But they all knew I wasn't ready for that and would stop when I told them to.
This was one of those nights. Sadly enough he had started his move to late, always home at a certain every night and when I wasn't I would just normally get grounded for a few days. It was way passed that time, this guy was really pushing it, for a moment I thought he wasn't going to stop. When I told him that I would be no good to him dead, he understood and let me leave.
When I got home father was sitting by the fire, his chair facing the door waiting for me.....