#just where the muse took me malia hasn't been aggro in a while

[embodies]

i wouldn't count on it. / hayley marshall @ malia

❛ take another step and you'll be getting your ass kicked, girl code or not. ❜ she's nestled into the quaint and magnetic city that is beacon hills, earned enough purchase of its terrain to feel comfortable in herself. her friends are here, her found family and found self. maybe that's the foundation for how territorial she is now, or perhaps she's had one too many negative experiences with supernatural beings that turn up unannounced to what she now deems a home. these are not mutually exclusive ideas : both can be true.

' i wouldn't count on it. '

the certainty in the other woman's words sets malia aback a little : makes her wonder what the business this stranger might be after could be. nobody comes here for a vacation. she rocks on her feet, not quite taking a step back but not half as self - assured either. they can smell your fear. she holds her ground under the sickle moon, earthy scents rich around them and biding their time. it would not be the first time blood has been shed in these woods. her next words are measured, slow and gritted through her teeth in an attempt to remain placid. she has always struggled with her rage, can sense it in her adversary also. maybe they are more alike than different.

❛ then count on this : you need to make it crystal clear why you've come here. or it'll be more than me making your life difficult tonight. ❜

@serendpitous. ♡