Swallowed by shadows

[Tenzin]

The one called Andre bristled. He was wrong, they had not nearly died, but she understood the sentiment even if she found it melodramatic. If this was Mik’s idea of aphrodisia, as did seem to be the case at least for his own arousal, then he had clearly misjudged his choice of companion. Though given the delicate flare of scent beneath all the blood and shit, perhaps not.

“Lost?” she asked, tone coloured by a shade of disbelief. Her brows rose. She clearly found that quite stupid.

Oni and chupacabra were not normally compatriots, and they had smelled strange. Given both those things, and the way the creatures had seemed to work together, she was not keen to find herself ambushed by more whilst alongside two green pups who thought the underground was a fun place for a stroll.

Lost!

“Follow, follow. Can show way, since not lost.” She snorted laughter, and made a nimble path across the strewn meat. Her senses quested out in the dark, all of them sharp, all of them attuned to possible threat. It was quiet and still, but it was better to be away sooner than later. “Oh, and welcome also!” she threw over her shoulder.