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Woodscharge Chapter 16

Posted on: Oct 07, 2020
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Hello, Mini Mushrooms!

Oh yeah, haven't worked on this in a while-

ahaha, I WILL catch up, mark my words-

Amber's POV

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Pixiestory!

Yes, it's short, I have a lot of work to do today XD
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''I don't need fixing,'' heat rises through me, and I can feel my eye twitching.

''I can give you something to snap into pieces...'' she offers, biting her lip.

I can't help but be intrigued. The tiny thing in front of me couldn't wrangle a chicken, save a zombie or enderman. The curiosity grows when she removes her gloves, extending them to me.

''Go on..'' I can't help but whisper.

She nods, squeezing her dark eyes closed. She waves her hands in a circle over the space in front of her,
clearly struggling to concentrate. Nothing happens for a few solid minutes before her hands begin to glow.

A smile slips, quirking up the corners of her mouth, as she continues to move her hands, tracing glittering
dust through the air. After a shape has formed, she brings her hands together, opening her eyes to watch air become flesh, silence become growling.

And then I'm staring down a monster.
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''Then let me break my hands on something sentient,'' the growl that's ripped from me forces her hand away. ''Next monster we find dies by my hands.''

''Can't say I'll try to stop you from killing anything that tries to kill us--'' my glare silences Mark before he can fully begin.

''...I could help you...with your...violent tendencies...'' April's voice draws my gaze away from the tree for a moment. She's fidgeting, but her eyes are determined.
''I don't need fixing,'' heat rises through me, and I can feel my eye twitching.

''I can give you something to snap into pieces...'' she offers, biting her lip.

I can't help but be intrigued. The tiny thing in front of me couldn't wrangle a chicken, save a zombie or enderman. The curiosity grows when she removes her gloves, extending them to me.

''Go on..'' I can't help but whisper.

She nods, squeezing her dark eyes closed. She waves her hands in a circle over the space in front of her,
TheMushrxxmPixie
TheMushrxxmPixie
It's stupid how therapeutic some good old-fashioned violence can be. The second I've gotten beyond the gates of Elle's town, I'm ripping into the nearest tree, wishing wood could bleed. Instead, the only blood staining the bark is my own, coming from my injured hands.

''Hey...'' Morgan's eyes soften, and she sets a hand on my shoulder. ''Easy, Amber...you'll be no help to anyone if you break your hands on something that's not even sentient.''
''Then let me break my hands on something sentient,'' the growl that's ripped from me forces her hand away. ''Next monster we find dies by my hands.''

''Can't say I'll try to stop you from killing anything that tries to kill us--'' my glare silences Mark before he can fully begin.

''...I could help you...with your...violent tendencies...'' April's voice draws my gaze away from the tree for a moment. She's fidgeting, but her eyes are determined.
TheMushrxxmPixie
It's stupid how therapeutic some good old-fashioned violence can be. The second I've gotten beyond the gates of Elle's town, I'm ripping into the nearest tree, wishing wood could bleed. Instead, the only blood staining the bark is my own, coming from my injured hands.

''Hey...'' Morgan's eyes soften, and she sets a hand on my shoulder. ''Easy, Amber...you'll be no help to anyone if you break your hands on something that's not even sentient.''