Willow was a beautiful girl, but no one liked her. She had an eyes that were onyx with the occasional flecks of blue and silver. Her hair reached her waistline and was as dark as the midnight sky, but it wasn't totally dark, for it had on streak of silver that she usually hid. She had a pale complexion and was very tall and fit. All of the villagers thought of her as unlucky or a witch. To the local bullies she was known as freak. Though many thought of her as lazy and dumb she was actually quite intelligent. Right know she was taking a deer that she had just killed, to the butcher. Mr.ling the butcher was the only one that was nice to her. He would butcher all the animals that she brought in here for free because he knew what called her and he didn't think it was right. It was like this unspoken agreement between the two, you bring in the animals so that I'll have something to do. You see Willow lives in a farmers town so barely anyone ever went hunting. This was another reason she was called a freak and witch, because every in the town had straight washed hair with dull eyes, well, everyone except Penny. She was the daughter of the lord that ruled this land, and just to add to it her beauty rivaled Willow's, so Penny constantly bullied Willow, Calling her ugly and such. While thinking all of this Willow had arrived home to her step-mother, and Zoe and her step-sister Lala.
Willow's POV (point of view)
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN" ,screamed and angry step-mother "WE LEAVE IN 15 MINUTES" she yelled. "Oh and get those silly clothes you made, there not normal" I change out of these 'silly' and 'not normal' clothes and put on a pine tree green dress that has gold trimming and an emerald green sash. The dress stops at my knees. I still had ten minutes until we left so as an after thought I put on my scabbard, put my sword in it, slung me now and quiver on my back, and strapped the throwing knives to my legs. We still had eight minutes left so I braided my hair and went outside and gathered wild flowers and sticking them in my hair. One minute left. Thirty seconds left. 5...4...3...2...1..."GET YOU BUT IN HERE, ITS TIME TO LEAVE!"
