Burdens Doublefold

Shyness or disgust. Whatever it was, Aurelia made it clear that he wasn’t welcomed. For most, it would have been a sign to steer clear of her- but to Sephiran, it was a challenge. A silent game of cat and mouse, which he thoroughly enjoyed playing with her. But of course, that was only because he knew he could take control of the situation, at any given time. What fun would it be, if he was truly worried about his control over her?

Gravitating back to him, Aurelia went to work. Applying the solution with gentle paws was an understatement. Aurelia was precise, yes, but she was anything but gentle. Gritting his teeth, and flicking his tail in annoyance. He kept his gaze on her, watching her movements. But the longer he stared, the blurrier her face got. Hell, sometimes there were two of her. “No- I handled her mentor. Rhazien maimed Absinth.” Shrugging his shoulders, and then wincing because he moved his injured one. Sephiran was so nonchalant with his words. As if their vicious assault on the duo had been no big deal. “Oh, but don’t think he did it for you.” He nearly hissed, expression hardening. If she thought for one second, Rhazien acted on his own and stood up for her, she was sadly mistaken.