01-31-2021, 03:50 PM
When she is approached, it feels like every muscle in her tenses. Automatically her eyes dart to the weak points, where she knew the sweetest flesh would lie. Her stomach rumbles, but whether it is from hunger or from a newfound disgust at the idea of drenching her throat in blood she cannot say.
Her eyes linger on the bone creature at this stranger’s side, and there is no word that comes to her to name what it is.
Her ears flick at the question and she stares back at the stranger for a considerable length of time before replying. “No.” For such a small word, it is clumsy, and there is not much certainty behind it either. Because there is something familiar about this stranger. It is an echo of the feeling she had when she would see another member of the hive.
There are faces, so many faces, that swim in her mind - the faces of those she has killed. But the one standing before her is not one of those.
Confusion clouds the mare’s black eyes but she’s incapable of forming the questions that have begun to buzz around her mind like wasps in a frenzy. They are a noisy, painful, distracting cloud that she cannot pull a single thought from - the swarm is a solid mass.
Her eyes linger on the bone creature at this stranger’s side, and there is no word that comes to her to name what it is.
Her ears flick at the question and she stares back at the stranger for a considerable length of time before replying. “No.” For such a small word, it is clumsy, and there is not much certainty behind it either. Because there is something familiar about this stranger. It is an echo of the feeling she had when she would see another member of the hive.
There are faces, so many faces, that swim in her mind - the faces of those she has killed. But the one standing before her is not one of those.
Confusion clouds the mare’s black eyes but she’s incapable of forming the questions that have begun to buzz around her mind like wasps in a frenzy. They are a noisy, painful, distracting cloud that she cannot pull a single thought from - the swarm is a solid mass.
NOSTROMO
@[violence]