Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20170320024500/@comment-26571677-20170703113422

Ixina shrieked at the sound of metal against bone, the sound of Dalton's cries bit into her soul, and she yelled at the man to stop, pleading him to not hit the boy again.

Her mind was reeling, suspicion of Dalton instantly replaced with worry, fear, and a completely uncharacteristic rage, white hot and blazing as her fists clenched and her teeth grinded. They'd left her her cane, their biggest mistake, and she would make damned sure that they would regret ever messing with them.

Yet, she managed to hold out, a master at controlling herself. For now, she could sense from the breaths of the men standing around her that she was in a bad position to attack, so she'd wait. She'd bide her time, ready to strike when necessary to free them. But for now, she'd wait, for she did not want to lose the advantage that she did actually have.

She wanted to know what Dalton had been hiding. And this time, she'd make sure that she knew everything. She was done with being fooled around and naive. Of course, she still loved him, but she was finished with secrets and the lack of trust and honesty with each other.