ardent

Whiskey on ice

fighting seasonal prompt



Askan

Somnium

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
128
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
162
player

Samhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantGold Medal 2020
07-01-2020, 07:00 AM

To rub salt into the wound she put her teeth to his throat but if her actions earlier said anything Askan knew she wouldn't follow through. His eyes narrowed into a squint, his ears twitching back a little but he said nothing, did nothing. Pretended that he was better than this, like he didn't give a shit about it all. It was a hard part to play, heavy on his shoulders and as unnatural as seeing a wolf walk on it's hind legs, but through sheer stubbornness he managed. Just barely holding back the rush of fire that burned behind his eyes, scalding him from within. She pulled back then and offered him a smirk,all cocky and proud just as he'd anticipated. If she wanted the lake so badly then she could have it, he should've said that sooner probably, but now that all was said and done he was- through clenched teeth- willing to throw in the towel.

And then she took him by surprise again. What was with this woman? And why was she like this? All strange and unpredictable, nasty but not viciously cruel. He pouted, nose wrinkling as she poked out her tongue and turned to leave, like it had all just been a game to her in the end. Like she'd simply being putting on a show for the moon. He expected more mockery, and perhaps in a sense thought he deserved it, but instead she'd done such a swift turn about that he... Well he wasn't sure what was going on, to be honest. He wanted to be mad but it was hard for that emotion to settle when he was just so lost, out of place and element.

"Uhh. Bye then, I guess." He mumbled beneath his breath.

Recluse was a mystery to him, one he wasn't sure if he wanted to solve anytime soon.

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