JAXIS
HANDS STEEPED IN BLOOD
A sly smile spreads over the taller mare's lips, tugging them just shy of being something utterly terrifying on features such as hers. It wasn't exactly easy to hide the gleam of bloodlust that shined deep in those amethyst eyes, the glimmer of violence that sparked in her chest and sputtered, spilling fire in to her veins. Her eyes shimmer however, a deep seated touch for the violent easily spied in their depths as she lifted her horned head, the sun bouncing off of those horns, the carbon copies of her father.
"Shame it's only a bad knee you gave him." Her shoulders rolled with a sigh instead as her head lifted a little more, white curls of hair dancing down her nape, over her shoulder. "Personally, I would have made sure that he had it worse than that. Maybe a case of a busted skull, something of the sorts. A bad knee seems tame in comparison to what could have been done for him attacking you." A shame, really, and she shook her head, wrinkling her nose slightly at the thought.
"Maybe they wandered off in to some hole and died, though. I would certainly hope they did. Seems that most of the Denoctian population is only good for running off to hide in their dark little hole." Of course, her mother, her brothers, they were exempt from the venom in her tone, the dripping acid that seared her lips and slipped off of her tongue with such ease.
"Shame it's only a bad knee you gave him." Her shoulders rolled with a sigh instead as her head lifted a little more, white curls of hair dancing down her nape, over her shoulder. "Personally, I would have made sure that he had it worse than that. Maybe a case of a busted skull, something of the sorts. A bad knee seems tame in comparison to what could have been done for him attacking you." A shame, really, and she shook her head, wrinkling her nose slightly at the thought.
"Maybe they wandered off in to some hole and died, though. I would certainly hope they did. Seems that most of the Denoctian population is only good for running off to hide in their dark little hole." Of course, her mother, her brothers, they were exempt from the venom in her tone, the dripping acid that seared her lips and slipped off of her tongue with such ease.
@Bexley || <3
