Goodnight, Sleeptight, Don't let the dead bite

All at once the male withdrew, berating himself. Under normal circumstances, not even his submission would have prevented her from attempting to bring more pain upon his existence, but the severe injuries inflicted upon her horridly broken toe was not a normal circumstance. She hobbled backwards uneasily, doing her best to support her weight with her three legs, audits forward so she could listen past the pounding of blood in her temple but other defenses still set and wariness in her narrowed eyes. Celestial gaze followed him closely as he communicated to the other fae that he had arrived with and for the first time took full notice of her onlookers. Confusion briefly crossed her features before it was cleansed from her countenance and she raised her chin slightly, still eyeing the brute, naturally wary of his quick retreat.



Oddity departed and she allowed for it. When a good amount of distance was thrown between them she immediately plopped her rear onto the earth, examining her paw. It was bad--really bad. She swallowed hard and looked up at Symphony. "Symph?" she managed, feeling the adrenaline wearing off and the pain beginning to pierce the haze of hormones. Her timbre was glazed with relative agony and the woman sounded weaker than any present had probably ever been close to hearing her before. All she knew was that she got to keep Ludicael, and that she needed immediate treatment.

"speech"