Noctisardor Bypass in the moonlight

irritation it seemed, was festering beneath his skin.

there is a sharp and distinct down-point of her lips. it wasn't a frown as much as it was a disappointed scowl. his words cut, but they didn't cut deep. they might have carried more weight to them if they'd come from someone who mattered.

but she didn't know him, and that made his remarks less hurtful and more frustrating.

there is something more now, something primal stirring in her belly that had been left buried for years. he reminded her one of her brothers — one she held no love for.

there comes a harsh and brisk click of her jaws, molars grinding together as she fought the urge to bite off his nasty tongue. "if you are the worst of what these cruel lands offer, then i will be just fine."

but she didn't care for his stinging comments, and in the next step was turning away.