Noctisardor Bypass rokshawa

The murky water swirled about her face, forcing Druid to shut her eyes. Blindly, she snapped her teeth in the shallows, swallowing quite a bit of water. On the third or fourth attempt, her fangs closed on something. It wasn’t soft but it did have some give. As her mouth closed over it, it wriggled.

The pup rapidly backpedaled, whipping her head clear of the roiling water. She maintained her grasp on her unseen prey as she hastened to the nearby shore, though she let out a yelp of surprise when something pinched her. She let go of her quarry, though it didn’t let go of her, dangling from her lip by a pincer.

Her eyes rolled toward Skaigona, though she didn’t cry out for help. Instead, she pawed at her own mouth until one of her toenails hooked into the creature and yanked it free, not without pain. Her tongue darted out to soothe the nick even as she flung the crayfish to the grass, where it squirmed, opening and closing its claws.

What in the world? Druid thought a bit inanely, eyeing the small crustacean warily. Was it a bug of some kind? Its movements tempted her to close in and finish the kill, yet she didn’t want to get pinched again. Her tongue flicked out again, tasting the coppery flavor of her own blood.

She looked to her sister again, eyes falling to the tiny Cleetus at her feet. She thought then to check on Bracelet, who had wound a little further up her leg in all the commotion. Once Druid was assured the snake was safely in place, her attention returned to the crayfish again, a look of determination slowly stealing over her face.