although the weather had been just fine up until now, thick clouds suddenly gathered above, as if some god was still undecided about whether to make it rain or not. certainly, the air became cooler, and one might hurry inside in preparation for a storm. however ...
for one little vampire, this kind of weather was ideal.
without the sun to stop her, flandre freely wandered along the trodden path. perhaps, she’d ( menace ) visit the human village again, or get into a scuffle with some fairies. whichever it was, she was bored, and someone was going to suffer for it.
with a hum, she flies up into the trees above, making her way through the branches. perhaps she’ll pounce on the next person she sees.
@wanderinghellkitten
