Safe // Event: Plague // Erebus & Galadrielle (Close)
erebus-richter
Sick or not, Gale would not go down so easily for she would still fight with all her might as she would lay broken. The scent of blood, battle and guns was invading her senses as she moved forward, killing anything that stood before her. When a huntress came at her, she let her. Foolish one to think the petite mistress was weak. Slowly, yet faster than then mongrel could have thought possible, she moved down before rising again, claws slashing the mortal’s face. She smiled walking unsteadily to her side.
A mocking growl was given, then pressed her foot to her throat and added more and more pressure until her heard held but by shattered bones and bruised skin.
In the darkness of her mind another form approached and she turned ember irises to the coming presence, inhaling deeply. This one she kenned and while so many would have not been assimilated nor processed, this one was.
Erebus.
She waited for him, clothes and hair soaked in blood.