Headed for a New Land

Lil shook her head, wanting to inflict as much damage as she could. This cat had intended on killing her and consuming her and she wouldn’t go down without a fight. She wanted to prove this was a terrible idea for the predator, and Romulus was right beside her to do exactly the same. She barely saw the paw coming at her face as the cat retaliated in kind to her. Thankfully she got the paw and not the sabers. Lilith cried out softly and lost her grip as claws slashed over her dark nose. Rivulets of blood formed and she made a slight retreat. That would have spelled doom for her had Roman not been there with her.

The marked girl leapt away as Romulus took over, his massive frame much more easily gaining purchase on the beasts throat and with a final surge of power the pair of them could claim victory. Or Roman could, again Lillith felt like her efforts were minimal in comparison. Her ruby gaze couldn’t look away as the silver marked man ripped the cat’s throat and held it firm until the last bits of life flowed from its limbs. The adolescent would never harm another wolf again, and perhaps its demise would dissuade those that followed after it.

Blood welled up in the thin slices of her nose as Romulus’s attention was shifted from killing their opponent to concern for her. In that moment the adrenaline faded and Lillith could feel the weight of the world on her shoulders again, and it was far too heavy for her thin frame. She was able to stay on her paws, but her breathing was ragged and her whole body shook with the effort. Her head and vision swam, but she tried to keep herself together. She couldn’t let Roman see how damaged she was beneath. He’d shrugged off her efforts wit the hill, but she knew it would be impossible to hide now, not with the way her body reacted.

What hurt the most was that it was every time she tried to fight, saber cats or Artorias it didn’t matter. She pushed herself too far and suffered the consequences. She bowed her head and her haunches fell to the ground with a thud, unable to control her descent as Roman approached with obvious concern. She blinked back her ruby gaze, disoriented but unable to ignore the blood that stained his shimmering silver fur.

”I’m… fine…” She breathed but her words couldn’t be farther from the truth. She knew she wouldn’t be able to make it home on her own, not without a nap, and who knew if that saber had friends ready to back it up… Lilith sucked in her breath and was forced to her elbows as her own concerns swirled for Roman, he was hurt because of her. ”I can… see too… your shoulder.” Her words about only being able to gather plants forgotten. She tried to press through but the effort was too much, Lil was useless.

Lillith Adravendi