05-06-2018, 10:33 PM
What the hell was this guys problem? She was 27 years old, she was not going to sit here and be talked down to like a child! The raven huffed, glaring at him. Though... she couldn't feel a spark. She was tired. She had been yelling and screaming to the point where her voice grew hoarse. She was loosing her voice, much like she was loosing her identity. Everyone here assumed every one of her words was a rage filled, bitter, hateful sentence. They believed she was crying wolf. Her words were thick with meaning, if one were just to read between the lines.
Welp. First things first. The raven hummed under her breath. I'm twenty seven years old. Stop talking to me like I'm your kid. I already have a father, and you'll never live up to him. Cry took a few small steps forward. She ruffled her feathers, shaking any nerves she had left over. Jacob wanted her to open up. To spill her heart and soul out to him. Unlucky for him, she already shattered her heart and spilled her soul. It exploded after all. It was beautiful, watching the shards fall around her. She tilted her head. She was but a husk of herself. He wanted her to vent, but there was simply not anything to vent about.
Cope? Cope with what? She was just being herself. She was always a hothead. Her mother always encouraged her fiery attitude. Said it would do her well in a leadership position. He called her his little ball of icy fire. How ironic that the chilled poly was a hothead and the scorched one was calm.
His doors were always open. (first of all, what door?) He turned, looking down at her like a disappointed parent. She only glared back up. She already expressed her feelings about that. She was actually exponentially older than the one year old dog. He had no excuse. I have nothing to say. Nothing you want to hear, anyways. She huffed. She opened her wings, flying up to the top of the cave, where she nestled herself in one of the various nooks and crannies around the room. She always was a little small for her species (both of them), so hiding was never hard.
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