Gotta stop holding me the way you do
12-10-2016, 04:04 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-16-2016, 11:34 PM by Evelyn.)
 She had poured out her heart and soul to him and now she just felt... tired. Her head hung a touch low as a long sigh hissed through her clenched teeth, her ears flat against her head. Never before had she ever shared this much with another soul, and she doubted that it would ever happen again. They had been together for over a year and she hadn't mentioned this at all. It wasn't that it never came up, but it was just a part of her past that she didn't like to talk about. The emotions were too raw even now, and getting into them just dragged her down further into the pit that she had dug for herself. She had no one to blame but herself for all of this, didn't she? It was her own fault that they had left her one after another. No... she growled softly at herself. She couldn't keep tossing this back and forth like this. She needed to just let it go and move on with her life... but it was a lot easier said than done. But Gethin shook his head when she mentioned being like her father, her purple eyes gazing into him. He stood up and walked towards her, and the dame found herself tensing at the thought of him drawing near. She was too on edge, too frayed from everything that had happened. But as his tongue lapped at her face she relaxed slightly, her claws letting go of the earths he gripped between them. She leaned into his touch, a soft hum rumbling in her throat at his comfort. His words were sweet and kind, but they fell on deaf ears. She didn't feel like her own wolf, merely a shell of what could have been. She hid everything under sex and blood, fighting and lust. She turned herself into an obedient dog that would act at in her masters stead. Without that she had no purpose but to try and fill the void that it had all left behind. She was one fucked ip beast, that was for sure. He caressed her and apologized for before, but Mercy just shrugged. It wasn't her first spiteful bout of sex and it probably wouldn't be the last. He said more about how he never wanted her to see that, and that he could make up for it now and take her mind off of things. Honestly though, for probably the first time in her life, she didn't want that. Turning away from him, she lifted her head to watch the sun as it started to sink low in the sky. It probably wouldn't take much to change her mind, after all she was in heat. But for now, she said nothing. It wasn't like her at all, but none of this had been like her. This didn't feel like the Mercy she had become, or the woman she thought she was. A shuttering sigh left her as she trembled slightly, feeling more than a little exhausted. She didn't want to sleep, nor did she really want to move at all. Her ears twisted to face Gethin, letting him know that she wasn't fully ignoring him. She was just... unsure. Mercy was never the type of wolf to half ass something, but it would seem like today was just an out of character day. "SPEAK" |
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.
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