Cleansing the Plague

Her wide eyes darted from tree to tree, searching for the shadow of the wolf that had just disappeared. It was just a demon, right? It couldn't be him... Or could it? If he found her in these lands, then wouldn't she also make an appearance? No, that's foolish. She covered her tracks well when she made her escape and there was no way that anyone would have followed her into these new lands.

A strange voice rumbled, but in this manic state she didn't catch what it had said. The vertebrae of her neck cracked loudly as she twisted her head in the direction of the black-coated male. Just by first glance, he appeared to be that of another shade that was plaguing her mind. The demons enjoyed toying with her so. Kerrigan's lips peeled back to fully expose her pearly whites and pale gums as she smiled threateningly in the male's direction.

"You bastards really like to fuck with me, huh? Tell me, demon, what's the game going to be this time?" Kerrigan's crazy eyes pierced into the black and white male as she squared up her posture into that of a defensive one, bushy tail raising to signal dominance. Despite her mental break, she was more than capable of protecting herself from an opponent- real or not.