Blacktail Deer Plateau ghost.exe

horror blossomed in the jezebel, curdling her blood and gripping her already-nauseous gut with a clutch of enraged fear. it had been the sounds of strife that drew her, then harps' sharp cry, piercing the beta's heart. the metallice scent of blood greeted her, and through the slavering, she caught the scent of raleska and rosencrantz. they had leapt toward the beast; the girl's flashing teeth and the guardian's heavy jaws would make short work of the murderer.
she fell to the earth alongside harps, peering into face and dulled eyes, swearing beneath her breath as tears filled her angered gaze. it was not to be like this!