08-18-2015, 12:46 AM
| she'll lie and steal and cheat and beg you from her knees make you think she means it this time The duo of them makes for quite the entertainment. With hind leg cocked, she swivels an ear toward them, watching with amusement as they bickered and snipped at one another—of course, having no idea what the argument was about. It was nice, in a way that she did not fully understand, to see a pair fight so openly. Different from the way that her parents seemed to slip into the darkness where the poison of their love could infect only them. It was refreshing to see such honesty, black and dark as it was, between a pair; to see them size each other up for what they were. So she only smiles to herself as they make their way past her, pleased that her trip to the meadow had not been completely in vain. Lost in thought, Pyxis did not notice that the wolf had stopped to sniff at her, and she yips a little in surprise, jumping to the side before freezing—caught in the stallion’s faintly glowing gaze. “I don’t mind,” she murmurs under her breath, furious at herself. She did not like to be caught off guard like that and certainly didn’t like to be compromised around strangers. Being vulnerable was amongst her greatest fears. Attempting to recover, she gives a breezy smile and shakes her forelock from her ice-blue eyes. “My name is Pyxis.” She angles her head at the wolf, noting the teeth and the lolling tongue. Winking, she says simply. “I hope you are not terribly hungry, because I taste awful.” She imagined that she tasted something like rotting meat—full of promise and decaying aspirations. Not that she was going to share so much with the stallion and his companion. “So what are your names?” What she doesn't say: Please don't leave me alone. Not yet. she'll tear a hole in you, the one you can't repair but I still love her, I don't really care |