02-10-2021, 02:58 PM
You ever get what you want, and then realize that it actually wasn't what you wanted after all? I came to a teetering halt as the stallion (now a pale blur on the night) spat his acceptance back at me. The pale pink of my lips peeled away from my teeth, disgusted.
"What is it like, to live such a cowardly life that a bony mare speaking venom is all it takes to chase you off?" I 'tsk' from my perch, a bolt of lightning streaking across my shoulder. It was too easy. There's no fun in tearing into someone when they don't fight back, so I jab again until they do. I need conflict to spend the electricity that makes my bones jerk beneath my skin.
Like a battery just waiting to be connected to its circuit, I fizz in place, impatient for the right wires to cross. When he continues moving forward, I hold my ground. If he wants to leave so badly, he can go around, he can go the extra three steps. My head tips like a curious bird's. Breathing in light, feathery bursts, I smile at him.
"Don't let the rocks hit you on your way down, dearie, we wouldn't want to damage your fragile skin." I chime, no rhyme or reason to the words. No logic, except that I want to instigate something. Anything. I do at last step to the side, one wing snapping out, hoping to clip him as he pushes past. A few discordant notes hum through me, knowing that I'm being a fool and knowing that I stopped caring about that a long time ago.
@[Ashhal]
"What is it like, to live such a cowardly life that a bony mare speaking venom is all it takes to chase you off?" I 'tsk' from my perch, a bolt of lightning streaking across my shoulder. It was too easy. There's no fun in tearing into someone when they don't fight back, so I jab again until they do. I need conflict to spend the electricity that makes my bones jerk beneath my skin.
Like a battery just waiting to be connected to its circuit, I fizz in place, impatient for the right wires to cross. When he continues moving forward, I hold my ground. If he wants to leave so badly, he can go around, he can go the extra three steps. My head tips like a curious bird's. Breathing in light, feathery bursts, I smile at him.
"Don't let the rocks hit you on your way down, dearie, we wouldn't want to damage your fragile skin." I chime, no rhyme or reason to the words. No logic, except that I want to instigate something. Anything. I do at last step to the side, one wing snapping out, hoping to clip him as he pushes past. A few discordant notes hum through me, knowing that I'm being a fool and knowing that I stopped caring about that a long time ago.
@[Ashhal]