~Anton~
Anton had barely sat there for five minutes when she heard some crashing around her. Assuming it was just some squirrel, she didn't look up. When she heard a deep intake of breath though, she did, and she saw someone standing there.
"It's hard to lose a friend. I know the feeling all too well."Anton looked up at Fay, not with hate, but with a feeling Anton didn't know all too well. Abruptly stopping crying, she stood up so she was slightly taller than Fay and, ignoring her kind words, boldly said,
"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in. You really, really should go before you get seriously hurt, you know. Look, there some glass there. Imagine what would happen if you trip! and painfully hurt your head," Anton's enthusiasm on the word painfully could not be good,
"And a pretty 'ikkle girl like you might not want to get their face mashed up..." Anton's voice had turned into an excruciating whisper.
"Well," she spat,
"I know all about you, 'Nightshade'! Not so much of a mommy's girl now are you, when she's DEAD! Jess told me all the horrible things you say. You miserable little being, go to hell!" Anton's cringe-like whispers had turned into a shout, and her face looked like it was about to explode as she expressed her dislike for Fay.
