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Whimpers and soft sniffles could be heard in the Banoran forests, as a team of SOLDIERs searched the area, concerned by the noises.
"Remind me why we're doing this?" A grumpy Sephiroth was just not having it. Wasting his precious time over petty cries when he could be reinforcing the 2nd Class SOLDIERs that were way behind in skills, "For goodness sake, it's probably a small animal."
"If you want your ass whooped by Lazard, be my guest." Angeal walked away, his dark hair ran with the evening breeze, as they continued to venture about the forest. Orders were orders, as stupid as they sounded.
Sephiroth clicked his tongue in annoyance turned the opposite direction, his gaze meeting a crooked bush and, of course, a traditional dumbapple tree. He stared at the shrub, unamused by the entirety of the situation. Sephiroth pushed back it's branches until something caught his attention. A fine, silk fabric, bright as the sun, was left ripped on one of the branches. He studied the material closely and pushed his way past the scrawny arms of the bush.
After what felt like forever, Sephiroth finally escaped the grasp of the old shrub and left out a tired sigh. They paid him too little for the lengths he took. He dusted off his uniform and wondered why the sniffles had gotten louder.
To his despair, there laid a young lady, covering her face with her arms, leaning her small torso against an already cut Banora-white tree. Her dress was blue and yellow, matching the fabric Sephiroth had found. The girl wept softly until she flinched, sitting up straight, upon hearing his low and husky voice.
"Excuse me," It took Sephiroth a lot of work to not come across as scary, "Are you alright, Miss?"
Once he got a better look at her face, he was immediately drawn to the girl. Lips as red as a rose, hair as black as ebony and skin as pale as snow. She was stunning with her youthful appearance and doll-like eyes. Her eyelashes gave her a sweet innocence, just like her tinted cheeks.
Her glassy eyes gazed up at him as she fixed her posture, "O-oh!" Her voice was so gentle and sweet, like music to his ears, "I'm fine, I just-"
Sephiroth kneeled down to her sitting position and tilted his head at the young woman, "You have a cut right there," Pointing to the right side of her forehead, "What happened?"
Her eyes widened in surprise as she lifted her small hand and touched her head gently, wincing slightly, "I had no clue! I mean," She laughed nervously, "I did trip and fall, but I don't ever remember hitting my head!"
Sephiroth hummed in thought, somehow concerned about the girl. There was just something about her, that he couldn't quite put his finger on it, "Did anything attack you?"
"Well," She looked away, shyly, "I was running away since I got scared by all the forest creatures." Her small, frightened pout caused Sephiroth's chest to flutter and feel weak.
"I see," He cleared his throat, his cheeks lighting up whilst his mind raced with hundreds of thoughts, "Why were you running away in the first place? Where are you from?"
The young lady frowned softly, looking miserably at the dirty scrapes on her hands, "I was running away from my Stepmother," She sniffled softly, "The Queen."
Queen? You have got to be kidding me... Were Sephiroth's initial thoughts. So maybe she did hit her head, hard enough to knock a few screws or more. But no, it confused him even more, when he studied her Princess-like dress.
"The Queen?" He furrowed his brows in confusion, "What Queen?"
The girl blinked a few times, "You don't know the Queen? The one who married my late father."
Sephiroth sighed softly and took a deep breath, "Miss, would you mind telling me your name?"
The young lady smiled softly and stood up, brushing her long dress and curtsied gracefully for the first-class SOLDIER, "Nice to meet you," She lifted her head and grinned softly, reaching her hand out for him to greet, like a proper lady of authority, "My name is Snow White, Princess Snow White."
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