Ranma and Akane _ Sketches _ Mao

Snow fell gently to the ground.
I picked up the pace and ran deeper into the forest.
The foot steps behinde quicked.
I kinda wanted my life to end with a sweet Kiss from my true love....or something along those lines.
Something sharp jabed right into my leg.
I carried on with the newly devolped pain.
I tripped over a root concealed by snow.
So much for my happy ending.
I looked up to face my attacker.
The person wore a dark blue халат, одеяние that covered their face.
"Didn't you're mother ever tell Ты its rude to pick on girls?" I сказал(-а) leaning up against a дерево for support.
"Didn't your mother ever tell Ты its...