hot, dry and hot
06-23-2019, 12:55 AM
what a little mouth on her. "if you want to break your neck, that's your business." Holland raised a brow, undisturbed by her ignorant words as they shot at him. it would take more to get him riled up. this was just a little yearling, some stupid girl that thought cooling off meant dangerous shit had to be done. she could easily just wade more around the shallow water instead. if she had a death wish, that was totally on her. he didn't need to be here for someone else to come along, proclaiming he had pushed her off the cliff. he'd seen enough wolves go crying after they broke or hurt something they'd done themselves. "how" he'd go on, rolling his eyes "are you going to check the depth from up there?" wouldn't it be smarter to wade further into the waters until she either touched the ground or didn't? the girl proclaimed she'd have a nice view though Holland couldn't see the logic in traveling all the way up there in this heat only to go back down the same way. he really didn't care if she fell in or not. it was her life. or lack of life soon. he remained where he was though, seeing no reason to move from his spot. Holland was a healer, not a daredevil. it was his job to worry after wolves, though his compassion for the girl was waning each second. he only made a statement and she jumped down his throat. he had tried to show concern, to show her the common sense. maybe it was his fault. a fault he wasn't going to admit. he wasn't great with words. |
holland is not a nice character typically; his views do not reflect my own.