whispers in the rain

Whoever this stranger was, Shego intended to simply kill by principle; the very nerve of him! She let out another shriek and launched for him herself... but held back, hearing the voice of her leader and listening well.

"Their blood could serve for better uses," she grinned, the expression hideous on her narrow features, "But I have seen a pack here use bones. It is a good idea," her tail flicked, but she is thoughtful again, "But the bones too... are useful. The things the dead have seen!"

She falls back, ears flat upon her head. "I will do as you say, happily so," she lilted, "And am pleased to inspire you so."