06-30-2019, 02:29 PM
my heart is violent because it learned how to bleed at a young age
when it is hungry I feed it with shaking hands.
when it is hungry I feed it with shaking hands.
When her ears lay flat against her lovely head, he takes a cautious step back and feels his own ears lower in shame. Malone fears he may have intruded despite his good intentions. Starsin had warned him about being too kind but his heart is as gold as his body. But then she spits a few of the barbs out and confesses that she does, in fact, need his help, much to his delight. He gleefully closes the distance between them with bouncing steps and lowers his head to her body to look at the cactus spines.
Gingerly, the star boy takes a small cluster of maybe three barbs in his teeth and gives them a sharp tug. He worries that perhaps this sort of impression will cause her to forever associate him with pain. Still, he can’t leave her with all these needles in her body, so he continues to pluck them from her skin in little clumps. “Morgayne is a cool name,” he comments with a brief smile as he pauses to reply before continuing on. He laughs softly and the sound is like sun tea spilling from his lips when she offers him a word of advice.
He watches her curl her head and he nods, edging himself closer to the areas she cannot reach. Malone works carefully and quickly to tug he remaining needles from her before finally skittering back to face her once more. There are a few nicks here and there across his face that he can feel now but they aren’t so bad that regrets helping her out. When she grumbles her thanks to him, he smiles once more and lightly bumps her nose with his own. He doesn’t mind her sour thoughts but rather hopes he’s helped enough that she forgets feeling ashamed.
“You’re welcome! I like your pointy teeth,” he says as his short tail wiggles excitedly. His wings finally fold into their relaxed state across his back but his eyes continue to dance as he mulls over the prospect of having a new friend. Malone loves his brothers and sisters, of course, but they all seem to feel obligated toward him because of his mother. Maybe a bullish girl like Morgayne could be a true friend to him, he thinks.
Gingerly, the star boy takes a small cluster of maybe three barbs in his teeth and gives them a sharp tug. He worries that perhaps this sort of impression will cause her to forever associate him with pain. Still, he can’t leave her with all these needles in her body, so he continues to pluck them from her skin in little clumps. “Morgayne is a cool name,” he comments with a brief smile as he pauses to reply before continuing on. He laughs softly and the sound is like sun tea spilling from his lips when she offers him a word of advice.
He watches her curl her head and he nods, edging himself closer to the areas she cannot reach. Malone works carefully and quickly to tug he remaining needles from her before finally skittering back to face her once more. There are a few nicks here and there across his face that he can feel now but they aren’t so bad that regrets helping her out. When she grumbles her thanks to him, he smiles once more and lightly bumps her nose with his own. He doesn’t mind her sour thoughts but rather hopes he’s helped enough that she forgets feeling ashamed.
“You’re welcome! I like your pointy teeth,” he says as his short tail wiggles excitedly. His wings finally fold into their relaxed state across his back but his eyes continue to dance as he mulls over the prospect of having a new friend. Malone loves his brothers and sisters, of course, but they all seem to feel obligated toward him because of his mother. Maybe a bullish girl like Morgayne could be a true friend to him, he thinks.