As Eden got louder, Bane got more and more angry. She could feel that anger rising in her chest, not quite rage but not something good either. There is something sharp and terrible, but also brilliant. It bloomed inside her. Yes, there’s something hereditary here, and it’s something… it’s not something good. Eden wasn’t backing down, and Bane wasn’t either.
The elder mare closed the gap, eyes flashing once more. There’s a deep seated anger here, and she bares her teeth, striking out at her daughter. It wouldn’t be the first time that she had pushed the child away physically. Much the same as the last time, Bane ends up in Eden’s face. “If you’re really my daughter, then you’re capable of caring for yourself.” The words were dark, her tone rough as the words spilled forth.
“You are not entitled to a relationship with me. You are a grown fucking woman,” Bane spat. She reached out to strike at the child with her teeth, landing a sharp bite to the side of Eden’s neck. Iron-- the taste of blood in her mouth. “Leave.” The word was dark, checking into her daughter’s chest with her shoulder.
Bane needed to be left alone, she needed to be left alone by the only child she’d produced. There is anger in her. Suffocating. Eden’s presence was suffocating. Bane wouldn’t have it.
Anath x Thane