Ravensblood Forest [M] lonely, lonely, lonely eyes

What he did?
What he did?
He just stared at her, slack-jawed and stupid, for a long moment. But nothing could stop him from speaking; he was unable to hold back after she blamed him for the whole nose-face thing that had transpired. It wasn't like he'd wanted to be that close to her, or to have her face inserted like that.

He scoffed at her and snapped, Well you're here now, so I think you kinda liked it. His tail lashed behind him as he stepped towards her, just as bold and filled with just as much vitriol as the dark girl. You wanna take another stab? Go right ahead. The longer you stand there the more likely my pack will find you. Can't silver-tongue your way outta that, princess. Okay, so maybe Screech wasn't in a pack yet but, they were closer to being one than not being one, and he took comfort in the fact that he could depend on either Constantine or his lady friend to visit every day.

Screech's head turned and he regarded Sorina with his remaining eye. The mannerism could've been a homage to the tyrannosaurus from Jurassic Park, or one of those raptors — but he couldn't use the other eye since it was fuckin' absent, so it made sense to him. C'mon, I'm right here, you don't even have to aim for it.