Swiftcurrent Creek Silence like a cancer grows

Jesus! he spoke when he looked up and she was just there. He narrowed his eyes and then the scent came followed by more and he coughed.

Decay mixed with Satan's nectar and holy shit it was not a good mix. Like those exotic perfumes that smelled like skunk. Burned your nose and eyes. Made you want to shout and yet you still smelled it because it was so bloody awful. And if you were a man wondered if you could make a smell even worse?

Yea that was how she smelled. Pus and pieces of skin flaked from her body to hit the ground and he cringed. Pieces of her own skin and fur tufted and ripped. He could see the black webbing of healing skin ripped anew and he shook his head.

What the fuck. he murmured under his breath.