[ Rapunzel did not particularly like the dark. Her large green eyes flitted towards a fork of lightning that flashed and counted the seconds for the thunder to roll.
With a sigh, she curled up in her dress, with her knees to her chest in the corner. She wanted to hum to lighten the dreary mood, but stopped herself. Though the glow of her long, blond hair would be nice in this dark building, she didn't want to make a spectacle of herself. Mother had warned her against doing such things. Even if this was a special camp, Rapunzel doubted anyone else had such odd side effects.
She lifted up her hair to check on Pascal, her chameleon, who was sitting on her shoulder and taking a snooze. Typical. ]
Rapunzel / Disney's Tangled / Junior Camper
With a sigh, she curled up in her dress, with her knees to her chest in the corner. She wanted to hum to lighten the dreary mood, but stopped herself. Though the glow of her long, blond hair would be nice in this dark building, she didn't want to make a spectacle of herself. Mother had warned her against doing such things. Even if this was a special camp, Rapunzel doubted anyone else had such odd side effects.
She lifted up her hair to check on Pascal, her chameleon, who was sitting on her shoulder and taking a snooze. Typical. ]