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Neither do I. [Kneels down conspiratorially.] Did you know they plot against us? It's true. They even blame other animals sometimes. Squirrels get a lot of it but pidgeons and seagulls too. Seriously, like 98.9% of the poo on people's car are from ducks but they'll change their diets just so they can go on a poo party and everyone will think it's other birds.

Why is that?

[ooc: I don't know if you remember rping with a Charisa about a year ago..if so well I'm back :)]

One of them bit me and I was offering him a cookie! [It was already healing but it still made her mad.]

{OOC: Oh hey stranger! Welcome back! :) }

[What was she talking about? Ara's head tilted out of confusion as she stood in front of the woman.] How do you know that?

That sounds very rude of them. [They would get no more cookies from her.]

I'm sure it didn't mean too hon. [She glances at Ara's finger and sees it already healing.]

At least it won't leave a mark.

[ooc: Thanks hon! Good to be back.]

I am not sure, someone told me ducks are evil. [She crumbles up one of her cookies and tosses it at them unhappily. A hurt finger was already a distant memory for the little vampire.]

It won't. It was still very rude of the duck when I was feeding him.

{OOC: Don't mention, little A starts missing friends after awhile.}

Just because someone told you doesn't make it true. [Though she was pretty sure with one having bit the girl, she was believing it.]

Yes, it was very rude. I'm sure if ducks could talk he'd apologize.

[ooc: Charisa missed little A like crazy]

I know, especially adults. It does sort of make sense, I guess. [It really was hard indeed not to think they were mean when they bite you.]

I'm not sure, ducks are weird. I think I will feed the pigeons instead, they just sit on people.

{OOC: :) }

You can't let one bad experience discourage you. [She looks over at who were waddling around and smiles softly. Oh, pigeons did a lot more then just sit on people at times.]

If that is what you want to do Ara.

I'll think about it. I just don't like being bitten. [Hmph. They were okay to watch she supposed.. Pigeons were funny though as she started breaking another cookie up to sprinkle on the ground.]

Maybe if they are nicer later. [She was a stubborn little thing, just how she rolled.]

[Daine looks over in some surprise, not having realized she had two-legger company. And it's a child, no less. Folk back home tended to keep their children away from her, and she can't help glancing around for the little one's mother before answering her.]

They're not so bad once you get to know them. [She gestures to the little cluster of ducks that's gathered around her.] These ones are nice.

[She shook her head slightly while moving to sit on the ground, her knees hurting from being crouched for so long.] You're not the only one who doesn't like being bitten.

That sure is asking a lot of them.

Practically common knowledge if you know where to look.

It's very very rude of them but that's the nature of ducks. Vile creatures. You should do your best to stay away from them. Plus, they bite.

[She was going to sit down beside her, setting the paper bag of cookies between them.] Who bit you?

I guess I was just mad. I wasn't trying to be mean. [She looked at one of them quietly. This felt like when she got in a fight with her brother for being picked on.]

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A goose. And trust me when I say they are a lot more temperamental than a duck. [She left out the part where it chased her but, that was for another day.]

[Taking a cookie from the bag she nodded. Soon she broke off part of it and held it out to one of the ducks who waddles over happily.] You had every right to be upset, it hurt but, unless it happens again I wouldn't hold a grudge.

[Ara had that effect on people, often showing up here and there. She liked to wander and see new things, you did not need an adult for that. The woman could look but she would never see her mother in a park with her. Richard will probably find her and collect her eventually.]

If they didn't bite people I might. [She sticks her tongue out at one of them.] Are you sure?

[Aha. So she's been nipped - or someone she knows has. It's not that surprising; plenty of two-leggers don't know how to behave around the People.] Sometimes animals bite if they're scared. Even if you don't mean to frighten them, you're a lot bigger than they are, and they've no way of knowing you don't mean any harm.

But I'm sure these ones are all right. [Daine reaches out to gently ruffle the neck feathers of one of the ducks, which responds by climbing right into her lap.]

Where do you look?

I don't like the biting part at all. [Maybe she understood how her brother felt when she used to bite him when she was smaller but she would never admit it now.] How come so many people feed them then?

They are? I have never met a goose before. [It's probably for the best as the small girl might very well laugh.]

[Her eyes trailed over to the duck coming to retrieve the cookie, watching him carefully for signs of deception. Not because she was afraid of course! Merely observations.] Well, if they don't bite you I suppose they could be okay.

Then count yourself lucky sweetie.

[The duck stops a couple inches short of the cookie and uses a webbed foot to scratch itself before carefully taking the cookie from Charisa.] See, no bite.

[Indeed she has and hence the distance now with her bag of cookies she had been sharing with the waddling creatures.] I was sharing my cookie with him, he shouldn't have been afraid of that. I don't like hurting things, I don't mean too.

As long as they don't bite too, maybe. [Duck bites hurt, even if it healed fast. The child's blue eyes nearly fell out of her head when her new friend began to pet them much like she did her dog.] How did you do that?

They must really be bad.

[She tilts her head curiously, that was a weird duck. He scratched himself like Lucius did. Her eyes widened and she looked over at her.] How come he didn't bite you?

They aren't know for being friendly.

[The duck waddles off happily. Sliding a hand through her hair she offers a small shrug.] Not sure.

[Daine hums thoughtfully.] If you were feeding him, it sounds like he might have got you by accident. If you like, I can show you a way to feed them that'll help stop that from happening. [Granted, cookies probably aren't the best things for them, but as a rare treat, it won't hurt.]

I have wild magic. [No harm in telling a child, surely.] It lets me talk to animals as easily as I can talk to you. [More easily, even; Daine's more used to dealing with animals than children.]

That's the question, isn't it?

Brainwashing. They are all over television, movies, they will even sell you insurance. They've spent years lulling people into a false sense of security.