THERE'S GOING TO BE A WAR ♡ TYPHOON RAID

[rhosmari]

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

She was still feeling it, the pain of her body. The way her flesh felt like it was still burning and melting from her body. Soreness that gripped her limbs and yet she could not remember anything of what she had done. She remembered waking up that morning, to go and do something but then after that she had ran into Stryker and then nothing. Nothing at all before she came to standing on some island that had been ravaged. Carnage as far as she could see and she had collapsed not able to move. Some other Tanglers had to help her get home and now she was afraid because what if she had helped to cause that? Stryker had done something to her she knew that but what the extent of it was she did not know. Dragging herself from her bedding the tribal woman tried to think. She felt naked without her usual attire of paints and accessories but she hadn't the strength to care about them. With slow paws she moved toward the door of her house only to be met with the sounds of a war cry. A single work shrieked into the air. Attack. It made her blood run cold and she forced her door open to see.

Before her bodies collided, the snarling and vicious clawing apparent. The Typhoon was here and they were attacking the Coalition. Her claws scrapped against the ground and she wondered if she had the strength to be able to assist them. She had to do something and the king cheetah stepped onto her porch. Her eyes glowed and wavered as she slipped her way down the stairs and to the ground. Dazir and Ares, she had to protect them if the Coalition tried to go for them and so she remained firm where she was, tail whipping back and forth. To dive on any Wanderer who came much to close. Family. She had a family to protect and she would be damned if she failed.