09-09-2020, 08:07 PM
I set our pace to leisurely strides as we move through the dark woods. Ice crunching under foot is the only noise for a while, brittle as old bones. Peaceful, I would call it.
There's a new edge to his face. Something I missed when we first met, or perhaps overlooked in the heat of the moment. The way the light seems to leach away from his eyes, seems to do anything but be absorbed. I smile at it, lips curved in a way that would have stopped hearts years ago. Now I smile only for him, and I think he does not care to see it.
A slow nod bows my head, my eyes half shut as I consider his question. "This will be our chapel of suffering." I declare, certainty in my mouth. "Lay blood at my alter, and you will want for nothing." My steps halt, hooves half buried in the loam as I appraise the steely horse beside me.
Then he asks if I brought him here only to die, and I can't help it. A maddened cackle flies from my lips, shattering the stillness we walked in. "And what if I have?" I shriek, pressing up to him until we are eye to eye. The shaft in my chest lays across his shoulder, and I am writhing against him. "What will you do? Will you come back to bash in my skull like an unwanted colts? Will you lay and moulder in your cave, an eternally pissed off ghost?" I ask, louder with every phrase, spittle clinging to my lips.
I fall back then, voided of my rage as quickly as it had come on. Breathing like I'd run the last mile instead of strolled it, I glare at the blue stallion, fighting for control. "I have no use for more ghosts. If that's all you are to me, then you can fuck right off back to your hidey hole. But-" I pause to lick my lips, to gather myself back into the contained package I worked so hard to keep myself in. "-If you would be my Wolf. My warrior. Then there will be blood enough for both of us. And I will give you all that you could want and more."
The offer hangs shining between us. A soft reprieve in the cold of winter's night. I've hated winter from the first day I felt it, and that feeling has not grown better with age. I will, however, tolerate a great deal more discomfort than this if it gives me what I want.
@[Balto]
There's a new edge to his face. Something I missed when we first met, or perhaps overlooked in the heat of the moment. The way the light seems to leach away from his eyes, seems to do anything but be absorbed. I smile at it, lips curved in a way that would have stopped hearts years ago. Now I smile only for him, and I think he does not care to see it.
A slow nod bows my head, my eyes half shut as I consider his question. "This will be our chapel of suffering." I declare, certainty in my mouth. "Lay blood at my alter, and you will want for nothing." My steps halt, hooves half buried in the loam as I appraise the steely horse beside me.
Then he asks if I brought him here only to die, and I can't help it. A maddened cackle flies from my lips, shattering the stillness we walked in. "And what if I have?" I shriek, pressing up to him until we are eye to eye. The shaft in my chest lays across his shoulder, and I am writhing against him. "What will you do? Will you come back to bash in my skull like an unwanted colts? Will you lay and moulder in your cave, an eternally pissed off ghost?" I ask, louder with every phrase, spittle clinging to my lips.
I fall back then, voided of my rage as quickly as it had come on. Breathing like I'd run the last mile instead of strolled it, I glare at the blue stallion, fighting for control. "I have no use for more ghosts. If that's all you are to me, then you can fuck right off back to your hidey hole. But-" I pause to lick my lips, to gather myself back into the contained package I worked so hard to keep myself in. "-If you would be my Wolf. My warrior. Then there will be blood enough for both of us. And I will give you all that you could want and more."
The offer hangs shining between us. A soft reprieve in the cold of winter's night. I've hated winter from the first day I felt it, and that feeling has not grown better with age. I will, however, tolerate a great deal more discomfort than this if it gives me what I want.
@[Balto]