(Closed) (ravenxwings)
Alice sensed the presence of the other the moment they set foot onto her land, like an instinct. She had been reading a book in the lounge of the Manor when it had hit her. She marked her page and closed her eyes. When she opened them she was on the outskirts of the forest. It was where her instinct had told her they were, but she saw no one standing amongst the ferns and scrub. She could feel the other near her. She took another few steps and near tripped over them. They were half conscious, hidden by a large fern. The curl of the fern was tinted with the red of blood, but the grass near their nose moved as air rushed past it. They were alive. Alice crouched next to them, they lay on their side, a nasty gash seeping blood that matted their hair. Alice's eyebrows furrowed with concern. "I best get you somewhere safer." She muttered, knowing she was talking to herself.