Maeve
Their conversation quickly dies because there are other things to focus on. Like staying out of his reach. Sah aims a kick at her side, but she's ready for this too. Her hand flashes out, grasping his calf as slender fingers dig into the soft spot behind his knee, attempting to make him buckle. Maeve uses the grip to spin into him, back to his chest as she keeps a tight grip, not letting him loose even as the sharp point of her elbow finds his gut. "Sorry." She huffs between a laugh, not really sounding sorry at all, using the momentum to push away from him.
Maeve dives down into a roll, cringing as the sand sticks to her sweat damp skin, putting some distance between the two of them. "Come on, puppy. Let's play." The Nightshade goads, flashing him a wink as her lips curl into a smirk, feet back under her once more.
Maeve dives down into a roll, cringing as the sand sticks to her sweat damp skin, putting some distance between the two of them. "Come on, puppy. Let's play." The Nightshade goads, flashing him a wink as her lips curl into a smirk, feet back under her once more.
No one wants you when you have no heart
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
