Maybe you're too headstrong

[OPEN] Maybe you're too headstrong

Faelene Posts: 297

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Sica

09-18-2013, 10:45 PM (This post was last modified: 10-03-2013, 08:21 PM by Faelene.)

The blood maned
you got high on every little game

Pinned with the tag of liar, she decided it was better than bitch. Yes, they were likely thinking that word, but at least no one had out right called her that....not yet. At some point she figured some one would just to get a rise out of her. Faelene had heard it all before. When she was little sure they had had a nasty bite, but time had made it easy for those things to never dig inside her. In fact she was always waiting to hear something more witty, or original. It was probably the reason she didn't use such words, even if sometimes they did fit a few. When her silver eyes stretched across Throat she knew she was in a state of numbness, and some one would have to physically hurt her to see change.

Raising a foreleg, then pressing it downward her dark body cringed in the tiniest of actions. Yes, she was still sore. In need of water that was only about four yards, she could get there. Bearing down by clamping her jaws, lengths of muscles contracted, and she forced herself to walk to the oasis. The strips of her chest felt like she was tugging them apart, but she didn't want anyone to look down on her, or smile with satisfaction. There was no faltering in the quiet amble. The red maned kept her head down, eying the red sand that seemed muted in the shade, pretending she was all alone.

Another week her leg had gone back to almost normal. Scabbing over, with only a small opening oozing puss too and again. It didn't seem to want to close, and she was half tempted to submerge it in the water to clean it. Already on a fragile line, instead she halted, rubbing at it, the itching driving her crazy. Once it subsided she shook out pale locks from her dark mask,letting out a faint snort. Then dipped front legs into the liquid, her nape drifting down, muzzle skimming its cobalt surface. She sipped in little bits, thinking the darkness was not so terrible. Maybe she was as alone as she felt.

@[Levi] if you have time Ava. <3 I'm going to leave it open.