Two Eyes Cenote [m] Adder

Eira had been given ample time to ponder and ultimately decided that she must leave the cenote after all. Though the palace was beautiful and grand, its comfort and opulence only served to make her feel anxious. How could she rest here while that beast roamed free, getting further away by the day?

As she made her decision, Eira had spotted Eset passing through the grand open room and into a passage filled to the brim with colorful flowers and lush greenery, carrying an odd-smelling pouch. When Eira had called out to her, Eset had not seemed to hear. Determined, Eira gathered herself into a brisk trot, trying to catch up with her generous young host, all the while attempting to place where she remembered the scent from. By the time she reached the corner where she had last seen Eset disappear, the murmuring of familiar voices and awful sounds began to flow up the passageway!

Eira's heart pounded in her throat as she rushed down the hallway, her tail flagged boldly above her haunches. Her pace quickened as the stench of bile filled her nose. She had but a moment to take in the scene, and it was then that the realization hit her: the scent of Godsmouth. Eset, and the monster, reaching toward her!

Her fluffy coat bristled into spikes as she charged forward, teeth bared and aimed for the paw that dared to grasp at Eset. She stepped in front of the coywolf, growling deeply. You will not touch her.