The Unraveling - Going Deeper

Damira stumbled back as she was wounded, the blood splattering to the ice below. A flare of panic scorched through her, almost more alarming than the pain itself when she realised how close she had gotten to getting seriously hurt. That she could have been like any of the others, warm body growing cold in the snow. With a snarl, more from frustration than actual aggression, she rushed forward attempting to latch onto the worm's side, though not before she had to skitter to the side to dodge the falling shards of ice. It had wounded her and Damira was intent on returning the favour, all quiet fury and loathing in her mismatched eyes.