#onaygi

Coming to find a Teal bloods hive she knocked on the door, waiting for someone to come open it and hoping to have a fun day to play. It had been five minutes of silence and she knocked again, trying to be louder this time. He had to be hive right? He said he never got out much. So she waited longer. Waiting more and more each time after each knocking attempt. She thought she had seen something move the window shade out of the corner of her eye but when she looked nothing was out of place. Maybe… he just wasn’t hive? That must be why he wasn’t answering. It must be.

Going to find a girl she had met and played with last week by a park, she saw her playing with a two other trolls their age. Smiling as she came closer, waving a hello as she said “Hey! I haven’t-” She was cut off almost immediately as a yellow blood girl practically shrieked when she saw her. Causing Onaygi to freeze in place. 

A rust blooded boy whispering to the brown blooded girl whom she had played with last week and the brown blood nodded wordlessly. Her arm was in a sling. why? did she fall out of a tree or something?

 “Just leave us alone!” The rust blood boy said putting a hand on the brown blooded girls non injured shoulder. 

“That’s the high blood that broke your arm right?” the yellow blooded girl said hushed to the brown blood. 

Did she break her arm? She didn’t think she had, she thought it was the sound of a joint popping, like cracking a knuckle. Did she really end up breaking it? That was supposed to be a fun game of say lusus. 

Onaygi frowned as she stared at them a few yards away, mouth open as she tried to speak.

“You’re a monster you know!” The yellow girl sniped, tense as a pole obviously. Like she really was viewing Onaygi like a vicious beast ready to eat her up whole. What did she do to her? She didn’t even know her. 

They moved closer to the brown blooded girl, as if to huddle around and protect her from a real threat. Was she a threat to them? 

“What did i do?“ Onaygi asked, swallowing a lump in her throat as she felt her palms get clammy. She didn’t feel good as she asked that question when her voice wavered. Gripping the hem of her shirt as she stared unblinking at the others who were cautiously leaving. Backing away slowly as if she wouldn’t notice what they were leaving. She furrowed her eyebrows as she felt tears starting to come. She felt sad. Why did she feel so sad?