apprehensive return ; bringing rom’s body back

[Cobra]

the smell was what brought the woman from her place. it was a smell she knew far to well from her life as a loner. the woman hated the smell of blood and death. she hated how it felt to lose a friend or a loved one. she knew what it was like far to well for anyone her age. so, her paws carried her towards the stranger and romulus.

freezing in place a moment, she looked to the stranger and frowned. they were helping him. alas, she felt little hope that it would help. her eyes fell upon the body and she felt her heart racing. blood roaring in her ears as she moved forward slowly. she hated just coming into the guru's space. she hated the herb smell that filled the air.

most of all she hated the feeling of death lurking she always got here. today it seemed death may finally have come. "i hope he makes it.. the group will be lost without him." it was blunt and honset. it was all she could offer.

actions | "speech" | attacking

❧ you're the closest to heaven that i'll ever be