What Once Was
08-04-2015, 11:40 PM
Even when she heard him rise to his paws she did not look at him, not until his words called out to her. Peeking back at him out of the corner of one of her eyes she saw that he had come closer, but there was still a gap between the two. He told her that he could never hate her, and apologized for his actions as well. Her lip quivered as she bit back the tears that threatened the gather, refusing to cry. She just wanted to run to him, to let him hold her like he always did. Fulling turning her head towards him, but focusing on his paws, it was Mercy's time to let out a big sigh. "I didn't know it would tear at us like this I just..." she broke off, ears pressing so tightly against her skull they were hardly visible. "I was jealous. I hate knowing that some woman out there has seen your affection and attention. And I am bloody selfish, Revenge. I want you all to myself, and I don't want to have to share with anyone. You have always been just mine, and... you have always been there for me. I don't... I don't want a piece of your heart," she paused, looking up with damp eyes as she tried to meet his gaze. "I want all of it." Mercy sniffled, cursing herself for being so weak right now. Taking a few steps towards him, a shuttering sigh left her lips. "I know its unfair of me to be so selfish... and I guess I know how you feel about me. But I can't help it Revvy, I am greedy and selfish. I never want that bi- that woman... to take you away from me." She said, catching herself on insulting Esti. Besides, it wasn't her fault. Fully. The woman still egged her on, and it drove her mental. Shaking the thought away, she tried to close the gap so that a few inches parted them. Close enough to feel his heat, close enough to hear his breath. Searching his face, looking for anything and everything, the first tear fell down her black marked face. "You've always been the closest one to me, and I don't know what I would do without you. Or who I would be if I didn't have you at my side. You ARE my heart, Revenge. And even... even though I have been intimate with another, you're always the one I come back to." Finally running out of words she flopped down to her rump, long white tail curling tightly against herself. Lips pursed shut, she waited for him to speak. She just needed to hear his voice again. |
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.