Blakeshadow Family/Rugina/Young, Fearless, and a bit Promiscuous-Part Three

Young, Fearless, and a bit Promiscuous-Part Three

Rugina stares off into the sun covered fields, the farms harvest giving off a golden sheen. Rugina twitles with her black hair, some thing her family didn't give her. All of them are red haired, with their fancy yellow eyes. What makes Rugina tick most is the short sight they all have, Rugina was the best archer in the family, but thats only because its not hard to be better then garbage. No wonder Cailin and the rest use swords, another skill she never inherited.

Rugina wraps her hair between her fingers. She never liked red as a color, she always liked silver, or a "shiny grey" as Femme would call it. But Silver is far more then that, Silver could be lethal and sharp, or beautiful and complex. Shiny grey could only be a color, Silver has a personality, which is why its better then "Shiny gray" Shiny Gray could not be a gift.

Speaking of gifts... Rugina was just given a silver hairpin. It was left with no name, but it was meant for her, it was in her hand when she woke up that morning. Maybe it was a gift from then gentleman two days ago... The symbol on the hairpin meant nothing to Rugina, didn't look expansive or rightly fabulous. It just looked really important, some thing about it made Rugina want to show it off, to boast about it, but she would never be able to say how she got it, well a better way of saying "It just fell into my lap."

She wondered what the countess would make of it, maybe she would have an answer to its hidden value... Just then the cart hits a bump on the road and knocks Rugina's head on the roof of the carriage. with the thoughts about the hairpin momentarily forgotten...