Phantom Hollow You can take it all, you can take it all

Her head listed at the Sovereigns voice, her eyes flashing with the memory of being bludgeoned by him; out of all who opposed her there, she least expected him to do her harm. 
Flicker guessed he didn't have the same crazy, bloodthirsty drive -- though in reality, he was just smarter than her.

That mere moment of old-extinguished fury swam away as quickly as it came. He wanted to get out of there, not turn the pack on them. A pack that Maegi had the audacity to revive. For what, anyway? She'd find it comical if she'd not seen what Maegi was when she wasn't bat-shit crazy.
"How else would yah expect a wound teh look?" She retorted with a smirk. It hampered her a little but she was doing her best to keep it clean. Licking it, finding the moss to pack it. She wasn't very good at it, especially not when she kept jerking the damn thing in attempts to catch a snack or something to stock.