Chapter 4: THE VILLAGE AND THE CREATURE BY HER SIDE (1)
The rest of her trek through the forest was uneventful, although Arella could not seem to shake the feeling that the demon was not the only thing watching her. The shadows seemed darker here, the air heavier, as if the forest itself was holding its breath.
Still, to keep her mind out of the gutters, she continued to talk to the creature. "How about Bart?" I knew a human named Bart once. He was ugly, but his name can be of use, I think."
The creature let out a huff, an angry-sounding huff.
It was the same sound it had made when Arella had given any name ideas.
"What do you want me to call you then?" She was tempted to smack the creature into accepting one of her horrible names.
"You didn't like Fluffy, didn't like Snarlface, didn't like Marcel, didn't like Droolzilla; now you don't like Bart. Coming up with a name isn't easy, you know. Cut me some slack."
The creature let out a sound that Arella could only describe as a yip. "Alright, alright. I'll continue to brainstorm a name."
This back and forth that they had going on was the only thing that was keeping Arella from concentrating on the awful stench that was accosting her nose and the rustling of leaves that she tried to ignore.
By the time they could see some light in the distance, Arella's feet were killing her. It had been a long time since she had had to walk for such a long distance. Angels preferred to travel using their wings after all.
However, it was discouraged to fly around while in the human realm. There were demons that could fly, and those were the more dangerous types.
Alone, there was no way that she could fight if a horde came after her.