There is frantic pounding on the front door...
Opening it reveals a very afraid-looking Wenda.
There is dried blood soaked deep into her fur (which she had attempted to wash out twice already), her tired eyes are so wide and so full of fear, and her paws are shaking.
"...Hi Raddy..!"
She grins at the other, voice wavering.
"How are you today!... You gonna let me inside?"
( @curiosity-killed-the-sprunki
*Raddy stares, wide-eyed, black eyes hollowing out in shock. He pokes his head out, looking around before grabbing her arm and pulling her inside, shutting and locking the door. Hes not sure if the blood is hers or not, but hes not risking anyone seeing her caked in blood from head to toe*
" Wha- How- Why is there- "
*He trips over questions, one hand pressed against his head, the other fisted into his jeans, eyes darting around his living area. For a while he doesnt say anything really clear, mumbling before taking a deep breath, taking Wenda's hand and walking her to the bathroom*
" Okay. Uh- We're gonna get. . . that washed out of your fur, and you're gonna tell me what happened for you to get covered in. . . that. "