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[CrimsonMoon]

From the mist comes a yelp of pain and more yelling

[Light]

She stops and looks back frowning. "Wonder what that was about..." her shoulders sag a bit like a guilty animal.

[CrimsonMoon]

Time skip...? Hpw about a raid by an enemy kingdom? X3)

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( Sure! What kingdom are they in btw...? )

[CrimsonMoon]

Uhm... Tyrell would make sense cuz of the orchards :3)

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( pfffft oh yeah xD dang Ive forgotten quite a bit about the houses! Sorry XD I'd start the attack, but I'm looking and I can't seem to find anyone that would decide to start razing a village )

[CrimsonMoon]

Greyjoys?)

[Light]

( hmmm, ja!~ )

The smoke had started earlier from the far side of the lands, and like a plague it quickly spread, literally a wildfire. Their gold banners flew as they marched along, some one horses, others on foot holding torches.

It was the Greyjoys.

[CrimsonMoon]

The girl had woken up and glances out the window of her room, immediately freezing in horror and hidin beneath the sheets of her bed, though she heard her father stomping down stairs, growling beneath his breath as he stomps outside

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It wasn't long before their orchard had caught alflame along with the others that were near her fathers. The air was tainted with the smell of burning fruits, and flesh. The Greyjoys made no unnecessary noise as they marched, but the screams of those they got a hold of pierced the air like the winding of wool; round and round, never stoping--not until the last house was burned, the last peasant was captured and put in chains or dead.

[CrimsonMoon]

Father didnt return, the hirl listens to burning trees, smelling the scorched fruit and flesh but doesnt move. Only when he feels the heat of the hottest flames does she slip from the bed andcrawl along the floor below the smoke, shivering, her eyes watering until she pushes open the door and stumbles out

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The sound of distant stomping got closer and closer, the screams amplifying as their footsteps do. And like the red headed apple thief said, she had come that day. She was dodging a falling tree in the orchard, the flames scorching at her skin. She looks around blindly, rubbing at her eyes as she looks for the brunette she had run into yesterday.

[CrimsonMoon]

The burnette leans against the house and watches the flames, she felt at peace... Like when she had always gone outside the wretched house... If she dided right now, that'd be just fine

[Light]

"HEY!!!" the girl shouts from afar, managing to spot the girl, "Get away from there ya fuddle-brained peach!"