ᴛɪʙᴇʀɪᴜꜱ

the  brunette  glanced  around  the  circus  ,  wings  folded  around  her  .  honestly  she  looked  terrified  and  whimpered  at  all  the  cruelty  around  her  .  someone  touched  her  wings  and  she  ran  -  eventually  running  into  a  male  who  looked  sixteen  (  although  she  assumed  he  was  older  )  .  she  bit  her  lip  ,  stumbling  backwards  .  "  please  don't  hurt  me  .  .  . "

Anabelle walked up to Tiberius's tent,  and stood outside holding Enya.  " big brother?  Are you in there? " she asked loudly... Well as loud as she got which wasn't very loud,  as she tilted her head. 

/MBV