Shook hands with the devil

*Rhona* · 09-01-2020, 09:34 PM

Rhona didn't know where they were going, but she didn't care. They were going away from Osmond and that was all she could focus on. She kept running even when she thought her body was going to completely give out if she took one more step. She had already been tired from the constant traveling they had done over the last couple weeks and she could just barely keep up with Tamsyn as she led the way in a full on sprint. She didn't care if she died right this moment from exhaustion - it was better than continuing to live under the constant torment she was currently trapped in. This was her one and only chance to get out and she was going to take it.

She barely registered the fact that they crossed into an pack's territory. She just continued to follow Tamsyn until the solid black woman finally stopped. Rhona stumbled to a stop beside her and her legs trembled under her, threatening to collapse at any second. She panted hard and tried to figure out where they were. From what she could tell it seemed to be some kind of mostly empty plain that was filled with tall grasses and the occasional tree dotting the land here and there. Other than that, it was hard to tell any other distinguishing features about their surroundings. She hadn't realized just how close Osmond was to them until she heard Tamsyn tell her to get behind her. Her head snapped to look over her shoulder, her amber eyes landing on the man. Without hesitation she scrambled to duck behind Tamsyn. She didn't want to rely on Tamsyn to protect her like this, but she wasn't sure she had a choice at this point. She knew she didn't stand a chance, but it seemed like Tamsyn might be able to hold her own - if the wound that Osmond currently carried was to be believed.

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