there's fire in your blood
 | Mazikeen smiles as he lunges for her and she’s ready, even as the disappointment continues to curl in her stomach. Once, it would have been for the protection of others that she would have wanted to hear him say she was enough but now her interests are more selfish. She needs to know this obsession is mutual and his snarled words and anger do not feel like enough confirmation even though she feels her body react positively. She will not allow herself to belong to someone who does not truly belong to her.
So Mazikeen shifts, but it is into something small and slimey to escape his grasp, to slip away from him and get more space. Her heart is hammering still but she finds the fury in him feeds something inside of her that is not fear. She is enjoying this, it delights her to see him unravelling and she wants more of it.
“Shift into what?” She croons back, teasing him with false innocence as she flickers through a few shapes, none of which are a purple mare. In a flash of dark humour, she is the stallion that they had just eaten before reverting to something familiar, a white lioness with inky paws and if her face were not so covered in blood there would be a red V cradling her nose.
She isn’t going to stop pressing this now that it’s come up, even though it would be wise to. Mazikeen has no idea what powers he has now but she doesn’t care - she feels fire flickering in every corner of her and she wants them to burn together.
“Tell me that you want me, and only me.” She levels her fiery stare at him as she snaps this out in an angry bite, echoing words he had once told her with a small addition. And then a change to how they end as she finally beckons him instead of dancing away - “And then prove it to me.”
m a z i k e e n . |
@  Gale
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