Ravensblood Forest [M] lonely, lonely, lonely eyes

She got his attention but it wasn’t the kind she wanted.

Teeth grazed her muzzle, forcing her to a stop as she lowered her head and pulled back her ears—but she didn’t understand why. And then came his words, malicious and loud. What should have made her blood boil only made her shrink further into herself, hurting already and feeling it grow with each thing he said. She wanted to shout back at him, maybe even attack him, and make him regret ever speaking to her in such a way—but she couldn’t actually bring herself to. Her tongue worked against her, as did instincts—what a pesky thing nature was, rendering her useless in the face of her newly acquired enemy—leaving her to just stand there, hunched over and taking the full force of his verbal hits.

Threat after threat, she could feel the intensity growing but, still, did nothing to counteract it. “Don’t—” she was immediately cut-off as he launched towards her, sending her stumbling backwards. “—go.” Don’t go, she wanted to say, but her desire to keep him around quickly fled her system as she stared at his retreating form. Her voice finally returned to her and she could think of a thousand things to shout after him—but it was too late for them to mean anything.

In spite of his retreat, she shouted after him, “I hate you!” and, “I’ll kill you!” but she didn’t follow him—not this time. Instead, Sorina turned with what little pride she still had and took off in the opposite direction. She couldn’t stand to face him again, not yet. Not after she’d been used, exposed, and then left behind by him—but someday, and soon, she would give back to him everything he’d given her, only tenfold.