Until I Devour You

*Faite* · 10-19-2016, 02:15 PM

She gazed at him with a passive expression as she waited for his response. Would he accept her apology? He was rather unreadable at the moment as he avoided looking at her. Instead she watched him as he meandered back to the stream.

"It's never a good idea to spar with someone you do not know and trust. You never know what they are capable of, what if I had wanted to claim you, Faite?"

His response wasn't quite one she expected and an ear flicked backwards for a second as she debated on how to respond to that. She'd never had to deal with anyone trying to claim her before. When she'd been younger it'd just been that she was lucky. She hadn't known how to fight then. She'd been practicing now, could hold her own, so she stared back at him defiantly. She was half prepared to tell him he wouldn't have found it so easy, but she spoke again.

She frowned now, her happy mood gone, as she tried to shove away the temper that threatened to flare. She'd done a pretty good job at keeping her hot-headed nature at bay since she'd returned home. Being around wolves who didn't often test her helped, but not she was at a loss of what to do with herself. How was she supposed to respond to him? Why did he care so much? It wasn't like he'd come off as so terrible. If she'd suspected that he wasn't at least a decent man to be around she would have never stayed in his company to begin with.

"I never said I was inexperienced." She said rather flatly. "I know how to handle myself in a fight, I just relish the opportunity to learn more from outside sources opposed to what I'd learn back home from my very predictable family."

She remembered faintly her interaction with the woman Verana in the north. She'd come across as friendly at first and then had turned hostile as soon as she got closer. Faite was all too aware that the insane didn't wear it like a cloak and instead hid it. She'd managed to walk away from that fight without a scar - she'd won it. She had at least a fair bit of confidence in her abilities. She was rather annoyed with herself most of all that she'd appeared to him like she didn't know anything whatsoever. It wasn't the impression she'd meant to give.

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