Clop, clop, clop.
Olive was snoring gently, the horse's footsteps and the rocking of the buggy lulling her to sleep. Her Draculi curled up on the floor of the carriage, keeping her feet warm from the draft flowing in. It was mighty chilly outside, and the coachdriver they hired was a cheap one. Olive didn't have much money, after all. She felt a nudge in her side, but ignored it. Soon the nudge became a light jab. She moaned in response. Though not in pain, she was quite annoyed at the disturbance. "Go awaaaay..." She slurred, turning away.
Olive was snoring gently, the horse's footsteps and the rocking of the buggy lulling her to sleep. Her Draculi curled up on the floor of the carriage, keeping her feet warm from the draft flowing in. It was mighty chilly outside, and the coachdriver they hired was a cheap one. Olive didn't have much money, after all. She felt a nudge in her side, but ignored it. Soon the nudge became a light jab. She moaned in response. Though not in pain, she was quite annoyed at the disturbance. "Go awaaaay..." She slurred, turning away.