Dragoncrest Cliffs if i have learned anything, it's that quiet is so much more terrifying than the sound

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It has been a while since she’s had the taste of bloodshed, since another has blended beneath her. Antumbra has gone to war while she sat in comfort, getting comfortable and complacent and soft. No amount of training or border patrol will mimic the real thing, the thrill of someone’s life in her grasp. 

She cries. 

Helix growls low, a purr. 

Rosalyn can’t retaliate and Helix gives her a little shake, ripping around her ear before one hard shove back. 

”Stay down or I’ll break your fucking legs.”