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Palette pt 2 by purplekecleon Palette pt 2 by purplekecleon
Backing away from the window with a start, she made sure not to make any noise as she scrambled out of the room, closing and locking the door behind her. She ran to the end of the hall, stopping at the entrance to the kitchen. For the most part, the room was dark. Faint light made its way into the room by the moon and the stars from the skylight, which was merely a glass panel that could not be opened. She had always enjoyed that skylight, but now it brought her no comfort. She couldn’t help but feel that something was staring down at her from outside in the darkness, and she didn’t particularly want to hang around in the kitchen to find out if she was right. Her hunger would have to wait until morning, where she would take a look outside to see if anyone truly was creeping about her home.

Backing out of the kitchen while never taking her eyes off the skylight, she quietly went down the hall and made her way to the living room, where the only door in and out of her house resided. This room was small, and pitifully lit by an even smaller candle. Her bookshelves, which at one point in time were filled with books, and her only chair and table cast eerie shadows along the wall. They danced and bobbed to the flicker of that small flame. She wanted to extinguish the candle, but there was a window in this room, and she felt very exposed.

Why did there have to be a window next to the door?

A silly question, she told herself. She loved windows. They gave her a sense of being outside even when she wasn’t, which was often. She knew the window wasn’t what she was afraid of.

She was afraid of what was scratching at the door.

Wanting very much to shriek, she bit her tongue and remained quiet. A surge of adrenaline rushed through her as she ran as quietly as she could to the candle and snuffed it out, hastily drawing the curtains along the window. Whatever was outside couldn’t see in anymore. This also meant she was unable to see outside; she would be unable to see what the thing was doing! Struggling not to panic, she made sure the front door was locked and, for good measure, took out a key and locked the deadbolt on the top of the door. Now there was no way in without breaking a window or that key, and she’d be able to hear a window breaking.


Second excerpt of :iconmarlkitty:'s story about what happened to Palette the night Kyurem came to the village.
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Hedgey Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2011  Student Digital Artist
the fire looks really good!
MidnightNomad Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
You're a Zoroark! Kick its ass!
Apo-el Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I get the feeling that, even if Palette's house is somehow Dig-proof, Devonshire won't be needing that key to enter without a sound.
SaphireShadows Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
I do believe Devonshire is going to "take care" of Palette soon :/ Yeesh...
Crystalitar Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2011  Student Traditional Artist
...o.o i is scared... for scrathing windows and doors now....
(aahh i have a big tree with many sticks and those scratch the windows :noes: )
Otakusoul13 Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2011  Student Digital Artist
PokaX Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2011
Got me on the edge of my seat...
LugiaUmbreonPower Featured By Owner Sep 13, 2011  Student General Artist
this is so amazing!Love it!<3
Gentle-Lugia Featured By Owner Sep 13, 2011
another fine peice
springheel Featured By Owner Sep 13, 2011
I love Zoroarks and Palette is already my second favorite (Well, if I say she is the first, Lakhme -my Zoroark char- will mount the mother of all tantrums!)
Great work!
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