The girl howled again, loudly enough to make their ears begin to feel as if they were bleeding, trying to rouse the guards. But they would have none of it. They went to her and jabbed her with their speaRs, uttering stern commands to quiet. She let out another perircing cry and grabbed one around the throat, locking her arm around it and pulling back into the bars, so the crook of her elbow held his neck in a tight vise. He grunted and the other called for help.
"You be quiet." She said, and shoved the guard she had trapped at him, sending both tumbling into the floor. Someone in the palace heard this, because she could hear approaching footfalls coming near. She snarled again, this time climbing up the bars and weaving her fingers through the spaces, yanking them with all her might. They still would not budge. Quickly gaining a sense of her freedom slipping from her grasp she leapt down to the floor and desperately tried to find a weapon, all she found was bread, she stood ready to hurl it though, as if it might hurt someone. Then there was a figure in front of her cell.
"What is going on here?!"
[ April 17, 2002: Message edited by: Leighlei ]
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