Blue Blood (1)

Red didn't have an inkling of a reason why, but she had the impulse to speak to the red cap like it was someone who needed to be comforted.

Red moved slowly, careful not to make any rash movements so as not to agitate the cornered dwarf. "Come on now, I'm not going to hurt you if you will be good." She coaxed.

Shit.

What the actual fuck?

She just said something totally opposite of what she had done to the three red caps she had tied and dragged along with her.

What was she trying to do here? If she was the red cap right now, she would have rolled her eyes and retort at how stupid her effort to capture it.

Red quickly tried to think of something to redeem her blunder but then again, what was the use of explaining something to a creature that doesn't even understand your language?

But wait a minute, do they understand her language? Or were they just mindless buggers?