The Unraveling - It Creeps

It only took a few moments for the worm-like creature to attack and it did with horrifying speed. Gossamer's ears pinned to her head as the beast shrieked before started slashing at the wolves that attacked it. The stench of flood stained the air and Gossamer briefly wondered if she should simply flee. Most of these wolves didn't mean anything to her and this thread seemed insurmountable. Besides, she'd been doing a lot of fleeing lately… and yet… her tongue ran over the top of her mouth where she could still taste the blood of her captors. Fleeing brought temporary relief but left the stain of fear on her mind that she might be found once more. The death of her enemies brought a deeper relief. They could now only haunt her from beyond the grave. If they did not slay this beast now what then? Would it move through the land and slay any that crossed its path? Would it cast a shadow over them? Over her?

Crouched in the brush behind the worm she kicked off hard, her coiled limbs launching her at the beast's back. Her saber fangs bared she aimed to dig deep into the back of the beast and latch herself there. Her clawed gauntlets reached out to pierce flesh and anchor her to her opponent.