I Need To Know If I Am Bulletproof [Gloom]

Mæva's voice caught just as she started to utter the word 'yourself'. She choked, feeling something stuck in her throat she wretched as a glowing hairball spilled out onto the ground. She gasped. The fur did not match her coat and at first she assumed it was from the rabbit except the rabbit she'd killed and had been eating wasn't glowing. That was part of the reason she'd caught it, assuming it was safe to eat. She took a few steps back before speaking to Gloom in hushed tones. "I think it's some sort of spirit. We should go." She wasn't sure she believed in all that for sure but at the moment she was afraid and lacking an explanation. More than anything she just wanted to get back to her nice warm den.