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02-07-2016, 10:56 PM
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Sialia
I tried to sell my soul last night, it's funny he wouldn't even take a bite.
I drew myself up, shoulders being set straight as I slowly turned to look at the lady Hotaru. Her words sting, but I am positive they do not have the effect she seemed to have wanted. The wind whistled as her voice rose, and I only found contempt in my heart for it. The display of power for some reason meant to make me respect her. Deserving? You inherited that name, you did not work for it, you did not earn it. I worked hard as a soldier, I applied myself when the rest failed. My mind conjures up the slippery snake who had a fondness for Deimos, who said she wanted to be a warrior. Who tried to belittle me in front of the rest of the herd when I had come to greet her. I smile in my mind. Where was she now? Gone. She was gone, she had lost interest, grown bored, given up. Yet here I remained. Companionless, magicless. I used myself and only myself to fight my battle. I had no help from a snarling wolf at my side. No help from any magic. I was me, and I used what I was given. The blue eyes studied the pink woman, her down turned mouth, the piercing eyes, the snaking neck, and the frothing wolf. Her words where thrown like daggers, causing narrowed eyes at the lady. She claimed these things, about earning my place, protecting my people. I was one of the only ones pulling my weight in this once glorious herd. What had happened to us? Had we gone so far down hill? Fallen into such dis-repair? Her next words are trying to mold me into her hero, her champion. My ears are slipped backwards slightly as my gaze is held cold, unwavering, refusing to relent, refusing to let the Lady in. I had passed a test? Good for fucking me. I passed some stupid test, only to be berated and told the same thing I had been trying to do for the last few seasons. My mind screamed to tell her to shove it, to screw off, to go fuck a tree. I didn't fucking care. But I don't, and it pisses me off. I just stand like the stoic statue I was trained to be, and I take it all like a fucking woman. But maybe, I could use this to my advantage. I wouldn't expect any less of Hotaru. "Fine. But a few things do need to change. We need a herd meeting. This failure isn't completely my fault. We have not seen our leaders in their element in to long Hotaru. And we punishment for failure to pick up the slack. Ki'irha and I cannot be doing everything, and we do not hold the sway of you or Deimos. They think that our title of Corporal only grants us permission to give light reprimand, when in the absence of general, we are the general." My voice is hard, not holding the usual silken lull. I mean business, and I don't intend to linger on her harsh reprimand. "There must be reprimand from you, from Deimos. You are the top, and they look to you far more than I. I may have impressed you, but as your citizen, I myself need to be impressed in other ways than your battle tactics. Prove to me you are a leader, because sharp words are empty if you do nothing to enhance them. That does not include fancy wind tricks." "Speech here." Tag;; @Hotaru Words;; Notes;; She's bitchy, but I don't think she would really roll over nice and easy for Hotaru |
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