Maybe you're too headstrong

[OPEN] Maybe you're too headstrong

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Mare :: Unicorn :: 16 :: 9 Buff: NOVICE

Sica

10-19-2013, 12:31 AM

The blood maned
you got high on every little game

"Shh..."Ears swept back submissively, she wouldn't let her eyes find his, but held onto the sight of his black forelock. With Levi the sound was meant to be soothing. There was something in the red maned that didn't want to it so. She couldn't argue with a gentle sound, and accepted it, sealing her lips. Unless he insisted on her going she did not have anything to say. At least nothing she dared. Here anything and everything could be used against her. Feeling the sting of wounds old and new she lowered her head still waiting for the worst. All she could do to count seconds was listen to the dead air, fill her breath that kept catching in her throat. Letting her thoughts pound against her skull.

If anyone saw them knowing Levi they would think he was being himself. A gentleman looking out even for a poorly Unicorn who was their captive. The touch of a that prisoner would they think she was using him? Pretending? Using magic? It wasn't any of those things. An outsider wouldn't know they had met before. They wouldn't know how being from the Throat or Basin hadn't mattered. They wouldn't know that meeting had been the beginning of friendship. Even if it was small. Right now it felt important. A moment that could make or break her. Was he the last friend she had? When Levi met her he hadn't looked at her funny. Told her to leave home. Or how terrible the band of Unicorns were. He hadn't asked her why she stayed there. He hadn't assumed anything. Instead it felt like he had instantly trusted her. Happy to find someone to listen to his woes, and she had been happy to be that someone. He turned out to be a good listener too. The trouble was he was such an honest soul, it didn't feel good to hurt him. Just like Lace and Leander. One side their were reasons to stay, fight, but she could see the pain that would be brought. She felt the cage of her heart cringe. Who knew if she could ever make what was wrong, right. Who knew if she should even bother.

Guilt wasn't easily killed. It was a monster that fed off doubts, the tender pieces of a soul, and than multiplied itself. It wasn't just the stealing, the invasion snapping at her soul. It was many things she had never settled with her heart.

Levi's voice snapped her from the worst, if he could read her very thoughts. Carefully, her ears titled attentively upon him. The red maned nodded once, deciding this must have been his own conclusion in the silence. She couldn't decide if it was something wonderful, or tragic when he swore to keep her safe while she was here. It was never good to pit a man against his family. Kri would insist he had his head examined. No, there was no arguing, no disagreeing. What did her voice matter? Again, she nodded, if a stone with a single part that moved. It was the glint of his steel colored irises that called her attention she met his gaze. There was a lot she wanted to tell him, but for a moment she took in his small smile, re-wound his gentle words in her head. He hadn't needed to say more, but he was very right. If only she was a better listener.

Hesitantly, she ambled forward, and gingerly stretched her neck, brushing her muzzle to his cheek. "I'll try to hear it speak," she murmured against his warmth. Cautiously, tucked her head back. "You'll see Onni though, for your wounds right?" There was concern in the undercurrent of her voice, unknowing who he faced.

Right now she feels like @[Levi] might be her only friend in the world.