[ Stopping to sleepily stretch her arms over her head, the blond became something of an easy target. Teasel might have to do some maneuvering to get around her hair--there was so much of it--but the Murkrow managed to hook something.
Feeling something land on her back and in her hair, the teenager screamed, flailing about and trying to reach for whatever it was, likely making even more of a mess of the whole situation. ]
Action.
Feeling something land on her back and in her hair, the teenager screamed, flailing about and trying to reach for whatever it was, likely making even more of a mess of the whole situation. ]