[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjE1OC41M2Q5MTIuVFdscFltRSwuMA,,/curely.regular.png[/img][/center] Miiba hit the ground with a thud, the sheathed knife falling on top of her, bopping her on the head. She quickly picked it up and hugged it to her once more, cluing back in when Geir started yelling again. It of course scared Miiba, but she was tired of always being called a monster. Never at any point did Geir ever give her a chance. Never at any point did he try to talk with her other than to berate her/ Now, here he was again shouting at them and cursing their very existence. [color=00fa9a]"Stop! Stop calling me a monster!,"[/color] She finally yelled back, crying where she stood but defiantly standing her ground. Unaware at the moment her duress overcame the strange impediment she inherited as a goblin, if only for a split second [color=00fa9a]"Miiba NOT monster! Miiba not! Miiba no hurt anyone, only monster Miiba see is Geir!"[/color] she yelled still sobbing yet it was a strange as it it was a mix of anger and sadness. was this.... a tantrum? [color=00fa9a]"Geir always bully, no matter how hard Miiba try! Always mean, always angry! Miiba want to be hero too, but if Geir is supposed to be hero, Miiba no want! Miiba will be better!"[/color] she yelled sniffling one more time. She then turned and ran out of the coop, [color=00fa9a]"Big jerk!"[/color] she cried as she was about to turn and run back to the house sobbing. She might have gotten to, if it weren't for running into some strange rock thing that came out of nowhere, knocking her back and down to the ground. Wait, wasn't this where Miiba noticed something trying to pop up a second ago? [color=00fa9a]"Ah! See, Miiba tell you thing here!"[/color]