08-22-2015, 06:09 PM
| she'll lie and steal and cheat and beg you from her knees make you think she means it this time Whatever she had been expecting, it hadn’t been that. She catches the disappointment in his eyes and it strikes something very primal in her—her blue eyes flashing as she lifts her head an inch higher in defiance. “Well, I am very sorry,” her voice a tad sharper than she expected, the ropes of her inky mane falling back to reveal the prettily sculpted features. “I didn’t realize that I would be such a disappointment,” she eyes him for a second, “Brennen.” Of course, she was not exactly upset about the misunderstanding—he had just happened to find her on a day where she was in no mood for more upset. Her family may have been scattered, but she had heard the news of Makai and Oksana; she had heard about the way he had left Oksana stony-eyed and hollow. It had ignited a rage in Pyxis and solidified any thoughts she had ever had about love: It was useless at best and fatal at worst. Why anyone would subject to themselves to that kind of torture was beyond her. She had never before met someone who made that kind of exquisite pain seem worth it. But today wasn’t about that. Today was about her scowling at the stallion before her, irritated but doing her best to shake it off. “I’m Pyxis,” she finally says, although she is not thrilled to make the concession. She is not thrilled about anything at the moment. she'll tear a hole in you, the one you can't repair but I still love her, I don't really care |