[AW] till the rivers run red

[Jaxis]

JAXIS

HANDS STEEPED IN BLOOD

Two different people indeed. Jaxis reveled in the macabre, the morbid, the blood and gore of the world. She thrived in the violence she tasted on her tongue and the strength and raw power that came from overcoming physically. "I have no use for friends in Denocte. My family is there, and all I require. The rest of them can flee and hide." Her voice was cool as her ears flicked, horned head tilting just the smallest fraction to one side before it straightened. She had no use for friends, not when the world was a cold and bitter place and ran off of violence in the deepest and darkest parts of itself.

"No use for friends in general, considering. Most believe in their frail peace and hope for it." Her head shook slightly. "Only fools believe in such things." Sadly, her mother and brother, they were fools for it. She knew she would never change their minds on it, and she loved them as much as she could, no matter their choices. Her family was all she had, after all.

Still, the mare lifted her head and looked away, blinking violet eyes as she settled on a spot on the horizon, as if contemplating something. "The world is a complicated place, and many put too much faith in peace when there will always be violence and bloodshed. One cannot have one without the other." A valuable lesson she had gathered over her short lifespan already.

@Bexley || <3

[Bexley]

BEXLEY BRIAR

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Something in Bexley has been tick-tick-ticking like a bomb for the entirety of this conversation - waiting for the wrong thing to be said, for something to snap, to rub her the wrong way so deeply that she can’t bounce back from it, regardless of how much effort she’s already put into biting her tongue. And it finally comes. No use for friends in general, Jaxis says, and at that her composure cracks.

She snorts dismissively, incredulously, meeting Jaxis’ gaze with a raised brow and an almost disbelieving expression: no friends and no backup means that Jaxis is all alone, indefensible, back open to a spear at any point, never mind her supposed strength. No brute force will protect someone against treachery or loneliness. More complex than you’re making it out to be, she answers, gaze narrowing. It’s not everyone else’s problem if you find it hard to make friends - doesn’t mean they’re wrong to do it.

She flashes Jaxis a cunning smile. Must be lonely.

Then, with the same catty grin she’s always worn and a shrug of those white curls, she brushes past the taller girl with casual strides on her way back to the citadel.

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@Jaxis <3  

[Jaxis]

JAXIS

HANDS STEEPED IN BLOOD

A brow arched on her features, but oh, like her father she held her emotions down, held them bottled as she offered a lovely smile of a wolf. Hard to make friends? It wasn't, but no one was really worth her time to do so. Her laughter burst forth instead, finding it genuinely amusing that the other was acting so catty, that she thought it was lonely. No. Not lonely, but smart.

Violet eyes watched the other exit, flicking ears before she smirked more to herself, eyelids drooping a moment. Lonely, ha. She had no use for others and she felt no loneliness, so it was so easily dismissed. Jaxis shook her head and turned herself, shrugging off the parting bite like water from a duck's back before she was on her way elsewhere.

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