let dust be dust and the good lord near

Crescendo threw himself into the water, sending it splashing in every direction. With strong strokes he approached the woman, silver eyes slightly annoyed. "Tell me why your here, maggot!" he growled after her, trying his hardest to catch up. Soon he was alongside her, silver eyes boring into hers. "Well?" He was still astonished that she had crawled out of the ground. That simply wasn't natural. It was not wolf-like.