Fishblight Mire i’m just tryna get my bands up

Cupid had to keep reminding himself to keep a level head. This woman was crazy no doubt, and if he was going to get himself out of this situation he had to keep calm. Although his face pinched into an aggressive look, his tucked tail betrayed what he felt inside. He felt like prey. Every muscle in his body urged him to run, but this mud would prevent him from being fast enough. Cupid took a deep breath. Just stay calm.

You think that’s strange? he hissed, What’s strange is some random girl watching you in a dark, creepy ass swamp. Now that's strange. He took one discrete step back, then another. How long have you been standing there?