Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
Even now, she looked upon her uncle with a glance that could’ve peeled paint from a wall, eyes narrowed and pinched, face incredulous, and then ultimately shaking her head, mildly disappointed that that was all she’d received in rebuttal. She sneered and snorted thereafter, adjusting her attentions to the animal before them, hands instantly within to peel away some of the organs, dropping them into a nearby bucket, not for one moment squeamish, though possibly regretting not tying her hair back into place.
She would’ve worked in silence, unaware of any of the thoughts going through Sunjata’s head, content to unravel portions and parts. They were vastly similar to deer, which she’d cut on numerous occasions, and went about, utilizing tools, pondering over where they’d eventually be draining the blood, when his question rang through her ears.
Melita had the wherewithal to look a little chagrined and sheepish when the answer rebounded from her mouth, not turning to face him, stare intentionally riveted on the ramphire. “Um, not great…” another pause, some excuse spiraling through her mind. “I’ve been busy.” In between combat, wandering through the Rae's Fingers, and subsequent other trainings, parties, gatherings, and the like, language had taken a backseat.
She would’ve worked in silence, unaware of any of the thoughts going through Sunjata’s head, content to unravel portions and parts. They were vastly similar to deer, which she’d cut on numerous occasions, and went about, utilizing tools, pondering over where they’d eventually be draining the blood, when his question rang through her ears.
Melita had the wherewithal to look a little chagrined and sheepish when the answer rebounded from her mouth, not turning to face him, stare intentionally riveted on the ramphire. “Um, not great…” another pause, some excuse spiraling through her mind. “I’ve been busy.” In between combat, wandering through the Rae's Fingers, and subsequent other trainings, parties, gatherings, and the like, language had taken a backseat.
Melita
