extends his hand "You okay? Gotta... be more careful."
I stumble backwards and fall over the edge of a cliff. I grab onto the edge of it just before I fall.
rushes forward "Fleming!!"
"Don't worry about me! There's nothing you can do!" I say as I grab onto a branch hanging over the edge of the cliff.
"Y-you're such a softie!" my cat ears twitch as I hear someone come up behind me.
pulls out a rope from his bag "Fleming, don't let go!!"
"You better not be lying to me!" I mutter. Suddenly I feel something grab my wrist and I start getting pulled up.
as he pulls Fleming up "Don't look down! Just keep pulling!"
"Why does everyone keep calling me a princess?!" I huff as I climb over the edge of the cliff.
grinning "It's because you act like one sometimes!"
"If I was a princess, wouldn't I be royalty or some shit?" I say sounding frustrated, my ears lay flat against my head.
wrapping his arm around your shoulder "You are our royalty, Fleming. You're a survivor, and that's something to be proud of."
"Survivor... yeah right. Everyone wants to kill me. Or make me their plaything..."
tilts his head "Well, you got that part right..."
I suddenly start laughing. But, it's more of a bitter laugh.
looking sternly at you "But they won't get you. Not while I'm around. I'll protect you with everything I've got."
"Awwww thanks, Papi" I tease. My tone trying to sound more cutting then cute.
blushing slightly "Hey, watch it..."
"Ouch! Did you just blush?" I tease. I lean back to lie on the grass and stare up into the sky.
clears his throat "Just...watch your mouth, alright?"
"Fine..." I huff. I sit up and look back over at him. "Can we talk about how I'm supposed to be strong when everyone is trying to kill me?!"
pausing for a moment, thinking "Fleming, killing is not the only way to be strong. Sometimes, being strong means knowing when to hold back."
"And if they try to kill me any ways?"
gritting his teeth "Then you fight back. With everything you've got."