Post by Diamond Cat on Jun 21, 2011 16:15:31 GMT -5
So Diamond had been shot again. Great. Just great. Diamond flapped her wings as hard and fast as she could and got herself to a shadowed place where she could lie there, and close her emerald eyes for a moment, and then open her eyes and feel the wound fade. That was a normal fortnight, possibly weekday for Diamond. If people saw her and didn't understand she came in peace, then unfortunatley 9 times out of ten they shot her. Unless they were nice or curious and wanted to find out more about Diamond. She heard footsteps and looked up, ready to scamper away quickly, but as she stood and got out of the shade, ready to do it, she stopped. She knew there was a more likely chance she would get shot if she ran. "Please, don't shoot me, I don't mean any harm." she told the person, or alien, she couldn't tell what it was because her eyes were at the floor, wondering if she would feel the bullet going through her. Though if this person/alien tried to shoot her and missed, she'd attack. What else could she do?