Puppy Love

N/A · 04-15-2013, 11:41 AM

Why? Why was she being so difficult all the sudden? One minute she'd rushed to him, embraced him and acted as if she was just as fool headed for him as he was for her. And now.. now she was griping at him and acting as if he was pathetic and childish. He was childish? It was her brother who bit into anyone who didn't do things his way. It was she who hunkered behind him while he did the talking for her. Had this been her plan all along? To do what she willed and then have her brother do the dirty work? No, he refused to believe that, though some part of him wanted to. It doesn't matter if he hurt me or not, Epiphron. He could have killed me if he wanted to, and I really think he wanted to. What's to stop him the next time, or the next? If she didn't start acting like Maverick was worth something her brother would probably kill him the next time, or the time after that, or whenever the beast with no bottom lip wanted to. I've seen worse than a scrape, it's not even that that's bothering me. Though physically, very little harm had ever come to him in his year of life, he had seen horrors, lived through them, and thrived. He knew worse things than having fur torn away.

I beg to differ, I don't see my family threatening you. Sure, Valkis showed up once, but he's just talk. It's not like anyone on my side would ever think of hurting you. He was livid now, not exactly with her, but with the situation. He'd taken flack from both sides, been attacked and humiliated by his own mother, and by her brother. She was no worse for wear than she had been in the start of things, and in fact, she might be better off. He'd been chastised, brutalized, humiliated, and threatened, and all she had to show for it was her brother keeping a bit closer of an eye on her. How could she say things were just as hard on her?

Pure? How can wanting to kill someone for simply being near you be pure? He shot daggers into thin air, not bothering to look her way. He knew if he did he'd melt where he stood, and he couldn't afford that. He wanted to be mad - needed to get it all out. This wasn't how he'd intended things to go, but he couldn't change that now. It was time they stopped acting like children, it was time they got their feelings straight. I'm not what, not an Adravendi? Of course he wasn't, it'd be sick and twisted if he were. Burning lime gaze shifted to her, but he didn't melt as he'd anticipated, instead, he saw uncertainty on her side. He knew she wasn't purposely trying to make his life difficult, but he also knew she wasn't making the situation any easier. He might if you tried, these words weren't laced with steel like the others, instead they were calmer, almost defeated in tone, pleading, in a sense. Couldn't she at least try? Didn't she owe him at least that much? Did she owe him anything at all?

Ears remained hunkered to his skull, feeling uncertain and unsure of everything he'd ever known. Hurt filled his eyes as she said it wasn't worth fighting with him over. What she meant was, Maverick wasn't worth fighting over. He turned his gaze away, eyes burning and welling up. You mean I'm not worth fighting over. He wasn't a fool, he knew what she'd meant, even if she hadn't meant it that way. If he was worth it she'd have done so by now, and she hadn't, so he wasn't. His head dropped in altitude, tail following suit as he willed himself to just turn away, to flee and never return to this spot again. I don't either, he retorted, the uncertainty of it all clear in his opaque voice. She spoke of regretting coming, and Maverick bit back the urge to give a snarky 'maybe you shouldn't have' reply. He knew he didn't mean it, it was just his emotions talking. Instead, a silence took over, accompanied only by their breathing.

Mav speaks,

pip speaks,

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