Nini looked up at this girl when she asked if she wanted to prove the woman wrong. Seeing how light this girl seemed, Nini scrunched her eyebrows in wonder. No, she didn't really wanna prove the woman wrong as much as she along with everyone else just wanted to shut up. Ever since she was 7, when she first found out she could talk to animals, and made the mistake by telling her grandmother, everyone else had called her witched, gave her medication and then shunned her as she grew older and more strange. Even though the stares, the whispers and abuse hurt, Nini had turned bitter towards them. She just wanted it to stop. Though. There was a twinge that wanted to get revenge. Maybe the race could be a start. The whole reason for her joining though was mostly for Faith. Faith wanted to run, oh so badly. Every night she would beg Nini to sign. First Nini declined. But she loved her dog more than life, so eventually agreed to her wishes.<br/><br/>Then when the girl asked her if she could accompany her. Nini's eyes grew wide. Finally she spoke to her. "What? Miss, I have never even seen you here before. This is a small town. Do you live here?" Nini's voice was soft, but bright sounding. Like a gentle wind chime in the breeze.<br/><br/>Nini was a pretty girl. Big round eyes, a nice round face. Long dark hair from her mother with tan skin but splashed with freckles from her mother. That was another problem she always dealt with. She was a mix. A mistake.