Boartusk Heights the thing (1982)

paws kicked her onto the ribs, jaws closing about the ridges of her back and neck to hold down the starveling - she alone was truly too great an enemy for the palecoated blight! the woman remained harmless, barely protesting with a whine when teeth scraped her unhealed flesh -

choke on it. illness to you, into your beds.

- then the palest placed a paw on the top of her skull, and that touch was, truly, greater anguish than any. red eyes bulged to whiteness and crossed, to look up at where the repulsive connection was made.

there was twitching in the lips; flews quivering between smile and snarl, before they settled on a shape for words.

khhhind kvit kvinne, kind lady of t'sks, her smile trembled, exposing teeth unmarred. do you speak for draugr queen? are you that one who is rahre in presence, she? who they say droove all others from her claim?