Dead Men Tell No Tales

He was completely at her mercy now. She grinned wickedly as she got up and walked a circle around him. He had fallen to the ground and she knew it was only a matter of minutes before the mushrooms made his heart stop. She had tested the effects before on someone else, and that was how she ended up with half her pretty wolf pelts back home. And to think this guy was as gullible as they had been!? She thought this guy was smart, but clearly not. Desperate to relieve his pain, he had trusted her. She had played with these mushrooms on several occasions, and knew the effects they had...their properties. What they could do. How dangerous they were...and had even managed to secure some antidote just in case any of her packmates had ingested any.

Would she use it on Ignis? Maybe...if she was feeling generous. She looked at him with curiosity as he drifted in and out of consciousness. She had been feeling an itch lately that she wasn't sure how to scratch. HHHmmmm....she hummed to herself in thought. Welp, they had gotten a win over her, it was only fair that she got one over them, no? And besides...no harm no foul! At least, if she didn't let him die, that is.

She moved over to him, stepping over him so that each limb was on either side of him. She leaned down, toward his good ear then. "Don't worry, Red Man will make it home." She whispered. She just wanted a little taste of him, first.

She scratched that itch. Albeit in a rather indecent and potentially very questionable way. But she got what she wanted, and when she was done, she frowned. Her itch was scratched for now, but she had to admit it was rather disappointing! Maybe the Red Man really did suck at everything, and not just fighting! What a shame. Oh well! Quietly, she pulled a small bottle of liquid from her makeshift pack and dribbled a little into Ignis' mouth, waited a minute or two to make sure he was still breathing and bailed before he had the chance to wake up.

- fade before exit-

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