Ravensblood Forest I ran all night and day.

Bite hit: 6. Severity roll: 4. Passed out: 4. No killing please.

She tasted blood in her mouth, metallic and sharp but llshe was not doing much damage. She was never a fighter, never a girl that could throw her weight. She was a healer like her pale mother, she was a witch not a pirate. This was useless, she knew that but she had to save her brother. She had to! The grip of the woman slipped and she almost laughed in triumph but that would have been a bad idea so she didn't, instead pain came again and she gave another yelp but no sound came. She felt the flesh tear at her throat, her air being cut off. No, she did not want to die. This could not be the end for her, she had just reunited with her mothers again. Her vision began to spot she wheezed as she stopped fighting, she looked over at her brother's liquid gold eyes one last time before she dropped. Her own eyes slipping closed as she passed out for the lack of oxygen.