I feel so special;; open - injury

[ASVINI]

The wail.

That thing awoke her, made her eye snap open. Something, something tasteless bubbled in her throat as she shifted around, her eyes skipping about the room. No Aurum. No Mother. She stood, stepping outside of their home, before starting to run towards the source. There was a definite pace to her step, something was wrong. Asvini never felt this wrong, well, except for that time in the swamp where she got her paws wet- but she couldn't avoid it now. She swallowed her fears, sticking paws in mud as she continuing to run, her tigon body keeping pace up rather well.

However, when she made it on scene, her eyes widened. The blood, the people fainting, Moth, on the ground, and the huge, ugly wrym rearing its head. But, all above this all, bless Alaric, keeping his head rather level in the situation. Asvini bit down on her cheek, slowly stepping forward, her piebald body coming around the form of Ivan, stepping to the other side of the Wrym that, well, Alaric wasn't on. But she didn't move far from Ivan's body, just incase this did go south and Asvini needed to do something.

But her nose caught the smell of it before her eyes did- the smell of salt. Saltwater tears, blending in with the background of the swamp's complex scent pattern. And she inhaled, deeply, before stepping foreward and pressing her head up against MAMA's side, sitting there in silence.

For if you tame one, you can tame them all. - Socrates

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[glow=black,2,300]BREAK THE SILENCE; DAMN THE DARK[/glow]