[ Vines, she hates vines, and the moment they come out, Max's roar turns to a yelp. She wants them to go away—but that's Basil. But that's...Basil, with her prey...
For a good, long thirty seconds, Max's brain turns itself in circles, around conflicting instincts and urges and feelings. There's the girl, there's the bug, there's the dragon, and they're all fighting to be the dominant voice.
A growl vibrates in Max's throat, dying down until it becomes a whine, smoke slipping from her mouth through her teeth. ]
Ba- Basil—
[ Her voice breaks. Her voice, which feels foreign and strange in her mouth. Sounds strange to her ears. ]
Wha- what- did I just—?
[ Her eyes pass over Basil and the restrained boy, to the cooked corpse on the ground, and the last dying breaths of the other. ]
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Date: 2023-08-01 06:45 am (UTC)For a good, long thirty seconds, Max's brain turns itself in circles, around conflicting instincts and urges and feelings. There's the girl, there's the bug, there's the dragon, and they're all fighting to be the dominant voice.
A growl vibrates in Max's throat, dying down until it becomes a whine, smoke slipping from her mouth through her teeth. ]
Ba- Basil—
[ Her voice breaks. Her voice, which feels foreign and strange in her mouth. Sounds strange to her ears. ]
Wha- what- did I just—?
[ Her eyes pass over Basil and the restrained boy, to the cooked corpse on the ground, and the last dying breaths of the other. ]