Stone Circle Renegade

Addie wasn't impressed; Day didn't know exactly how that made him feel. He wanted to rise to Amber's defence, speak more on the good qualities he saw in her. Talk about the way he was growing to appreciate her sassy nature and sense of humor. He wanted to say that she was allowed to be grumpy, that Addie would be grumpy one day, too, when she - don't think about that.

He didn't say any of that. "She is," he murmured as if in agreement, though it was clear to both of them that true sentiment was present in neither of their statements. "I'm in love with someone else," his tongue tried to say, but Day bit down the words. "How's Philos?" came next, but honestly, he didn't want to know.

It seemed like neither of them had much more to say on the topic. Addie seemed keen to skip over, and Day was eager to follow along. Truthfully, he'd forgotten his purpose entirely the moment he'd caught sight of her. Maybe I came out to find her, he thought, who knows?

"I was going to see if I could hunt up some rabbits," he decided, thinking that it might even be true, based on the direction he'd been headed. If it had been his plan, he'd lost interest in it now. "Did you want to do something? I can hunt later," he added, perking up a bit as he caught up to the implication of her words. Did she want to do something? Day could do things. Whatever she wanted. Even if she wanted a slimy fucking fish, he'd dunk his head into the water until he drowned. Until he'd caught ten times as many as stupid fucking Philos.

Day let out a silent breath, and a wry smile found a way to show his teeth as he wondered at the sudden vitriol that'd taken up in his very bones.