( jinx is quiet, lips pressed together tightly while she tries not to let the balled up fist laying on the wooden dock shake too much- her side hurts, the rope hurts, her head hurts, everything sucks. leaving the den was a damned mistake today. and worse yet, she knows that unless the bleeding stops, she can't even get back home with guaranteed safety- hunters don't hesitate.
but bit by bit the ropes come undone, and though she doesn't look away, she does ease up in the intensity of her gaze. he's helping, or trying to, she needs to remember that. )
WHY IS THAT RIGHT SO FUNNY SADFLKJ;
but bit by bit the ropes come undone, and though she doesn't look away, she does ease up in the intensity of her gaze. he's helping, or trying to, she needs to remember that. )
I... um. Thank you.