by cashew jackman » Fri Jul 18, 2014 1:10 am
Creed
He glanced over at him. "You look tired. You could sleep in the hay loft, they always have hay lofts. I'm going for a ride." He opened the barn doors and glanced around at all the horses. His eyes landed on a lariat and he flinched, too many bad memories. Then slowly, a smirk crept across his face and he turned to Switch. "I'm gonna catch me a Slasher." He grinned, too enthralled by the idea to be concerned with punishment. He pulled the lariat down and swung it around experimentally.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”