The Event Post I've Been Meaning to Do

Through her searching, Sparrow failed to notice the three borzoi that apparated nearby until she was facing them dead on. She backpedaled, eyeing the three suspiciously. She felt - knew - that they wanted her to choose between them and Sparrow briefly wondered if this meant she had died. Maybe this was some afterlife trick no one had told her about. She was inclined to choose the sad lady because, well, she was a lady, but the tough looking guy seemed like more fun to fuck with. He'd be the type to not get his feelings hurt or to deny he had feelings altogether. Simple as that, Sparrow had chosen and went to stand before the darker man.

-Sparrow Chooses HARD MODE-