As the monster approached, she did her absolute best to stand as tall as she could. She met his icy gaze with a confidence that had probably lulled her into a false sense of security. But it was too late to abandon it now. However, as his attention shifted from her face, her's didn't falter. She didn't understand what he was looking at- it was he who was covered in an unnecessary amount of blood. To top it off, his words were every bit as careless as his actions had been. And when he sneered her own words back to her, she bubbled over. "No. I think you made a mess of it!" Talyssa interjected firmly, not entirely grasping that it had been intentional, or why it even would be. "Had you an ounce of skill or accuracy, it could have been apprehended a lot smoother and quicker than that." There were a lot simpler methods to kill rather than breaking its leg and shaking it by the scruff until it's neck snapped ... among other gruesome things.
Honestly, it confused her how this boy could do something like that and show no remorse for it. It seemed that nothing she said mattered. With an annoyed huff, she pushed further. "What you did was sloppy. Disgusting!" Talyssa add with all the conviction she could muster. However, none of it explained why? She was curious to know the answer. "Why are you even murdering a fox? What did it do to you?" The Carpathian girl inquired, her eyes still hardened and fixed on that dual-colored gaze of his that held no shame.
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