10-16-2019, 02:12 PM
We shimmer so similarly, and yet there is something about her that just bugs me. What's she got to be so defensive about, standing there doing nothing? My lips curl back in a bone-peeling grin, pleased that she rises to the occasion so splendidly. Really, most horses take a minute to rally at my attitude. The shiny dark girl does everything she can to give what she gets. Even if she still sucks at it.
"Tsk, tsk, still haven't learned how to manage that temper of yours, have you?" I chide, as though she were a naughty child I expected more from. My sky blue eyes roll as her tail thrashes against herself, what I'm sure is the first stage of a tantrum waiting to happen. Who knows, maybe I'll actually get her to cry this time?
Her attempt at analyzing me and my motives is met with an ugly snort of amusement. "Yeah, right. Well if this was where I wanted to be, I might not mind so much. As it is-" I step closer, the cruel grin on my lips as I look down the bank at the muddy girl below me. "-the really exhausting part of my day looks like it's going to be dealing with a snotty baby who can't mind her own business. What are you doing down there, anyway?" I ask, before biting off a harsh laugh. "What, did mommy tell you you're her pretty girl, and you're only just now figuring out she was lying her ass off? I could have saved you the trouble ages ago."
It's a childish ploy, but I hoped it'd work. Better yet if her mother wasn't around. Now that could stir up some sour feelings that would be oodles of fun to step on. After the morning I'd had, this was exactly the kind of outlet I needed. No better way to let off steam than you stoke a fire in somebody else.
@[saint]
"Tsk, tsk, still haven't learned how to manage that temper of yours, have you?" I chide, as though she were a naughty child I expected more from. My sky blue eyes roll as her tail thrashes against herself, what I'm sure is the first stage of a tantrum waiting to happen. Who knows, maybe I'll actually get her to cry this time?
Her attempt at analyzing me and my motives is met with an ugly snort of amusement. "Yeah, right. Well if this was where I wanted to be, I might not mind so much. As it is-" I step closer, the cruel grin on my lips as I look down the bank at the muddy girl below me. "-the really exhausting part of my day looks like it's going to be dealing with a snotty baby who can't mind her own business. What are you doing down there, anyway?" I ask, before biting off a harsh laugh. "What, did mommy tell you you're her pretty girl, and you're only just now figuring out she was lying her ass off? I could have saved you the trouble ages ago."
It's a childish ploy, but I hoped it'd work. Better yet if her mother wasn't around. Now that could stir up some sour feelings that would be oodles of fun to step on. After the morning I'd had, this was exactly the kind of outlet I needed. No better way to let off steam than you stoke a fire in somebody else.
@[saint]