I Need To Know If I Am Bulletproof [Gloom]

Mæva cocked her head to the side as she looked at the girl who was clearly upset and seemed terrified. Her own fur started to stand on end as she looked around, finding only momentary relief as she didn't see a bear or something standing near by. She looked back to the girl who asked if she heard the voices to. Mæva's jaw dropped. "Wait… wait, you're telling me that the voice isn't you?" She swallowed sharply. She'd been hearing what sounded like voices for the past half hour and had at first assumed it was the wind and as they became more distinct and the girl appeared she just assumed it was Gloom who'd been talking to herself.

Mæva stood carefully and glanced about again, moving closer to the girl and looking about wildly. as the voice started to hum. "This isn't funny. Show yourself!" She still clung to the hope that the voice was from a mischievous pack mate. She'd heard there were some ornery boys in Abaven. Maybe this was a joke by one of them.