Her skin prickled like they’d trespassed on the ground of another pack when the girl dropped back into the tunnel. Not a civilian. And Athari rarely reacted well to intrusion. Tenzin’s hands fisted claws, the grumble in her throat bitten free now there wasn’t no one to hear it. She didn’t have a firearm. Plunging into the dark would only add another meat target; humans did not share the instincts of her brethren. Her tongue swiped over blunt teeth. You’re human too. But her hackles hadn’t stopped shivering over the emptiness that set her apart. Her senses strained, desperate. But there was nothing to find.
She choked down the itch to run; run until there was something to find.
Jacinda emerged with a body. The blood was familiar now, the stench of it overwhelming even with other distractions. No smile surfaced at the joke, though she did stalk forward to take Amy’s body -- at least after affirming a pulse, lest Jacinda had lumbered them with disposing of a corpse. Her sense of this rag-tag pack resettled. Though she doubted Amy was going to appreciate the effort.
“Leaving now,” she said, pointedly. They’d made enough racket. Then her dark eyes levelled on the other stranger. Athari or no, she had not blinked at the monsters. That made her sister enough. “You too. Stink. Need bath. Come on.”
She choked down the itch to run; run until there was something to find.
Jacinda emerged with a body. The blood was familiar now, the stench of it overwhelming even with other distractions. No smile surfaced at the joke, though she did stalk forward to take Amy’s body -- at least after affirming a pulse, lest Jacinda had lumbered them with disposing of a corpse. Her sense of this rag-tag pack resettled. Though she doubted Amy was going to appreciate the effort.
“Leaving now,” she said, pointedly. They’d made enough racket. Then her dark eyes levelled on the other stranger. Athari or no, she had not blinked at the monsters. That made her sister enough. “You too. Stink. Need bath. Come on.”