love is definitely NOT in the air
05-27-2016, 10:25 AM
She was finally able to catch her breath, just in time to watch the male slink off and rest behind a tree. Gasping to fill her lungs with air, her head tilted to the side as he looked at her all grumpy like. "Aww, did I go a little too far?" she asked, not moving from her place seated in the multi-coloured sands. Purple eyes inspected him, a glint of humor still within their depths. "When should I have stopped?" She was acting like she was clueless to why she had hurt his feelings, but it was pretty obvious that she had. Letting out another little burst of laughter she rose to her long legs, walking towards the stranger and his tree. She gave him his space, leaving several feet between them. Falling silent for several moments, she was mentally collecting herself. Maybe she had been overly cruel to the brute, and her ears pulled back slightly. Usually she didn't care, but maybe she was sort of finding her moral compass. Ha, like that could ever happen. She did feel a little bad though, even though it was freaking hilarious. Mercy tried not to picture it again, not wanting to burst into another laughing fit. Biting her lower lip, she slid her front legs out from under her until she flopped onto her belly, the sands warm from the sun. "I'm Mercy, by the way," she stated softly, waiting for the irony to sink in. She often thought that her and her brother should have had their names switches, her being Revenge and him being Mercy. He did work with smelly herbs after all. Letting out a lazy yawn, the dame rolled onto her back and flopped her paws over her exposed belly. Her muzzle was parallel to the sand as she peered at the more brightly coloured male, blinking slowly. She didn't know if he was ever going to talk to her, but she was just going to keep filling in these silences. Mercy didn't mind talking to herself. "You're not from around here, are you?" She asked, tossing yet another question his way. She wanted to toss another insulting joke at him, a snort making the sand scatter below her nose. It was really hard to keep it in, but using all of her willpower she managed to keep her mouth shut. |
Art by ARGENTICIDE
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.