The Unraveling - It Creeps

Just a short expedition, that's all, a short one to a little island she had noticed a good distance away from shore. She could see the structures faintly that bobbed and tilted in the waves and if she was honest those really, really had her attention. It was that kind of thinking that had landed her on the shoreline sprawled out in the sand and nearly napping in the shadows of one of the behemoth vessels. Planning to find a way to skitter inside and look around for things that she could maybe take with her, she did need to get back to the mainland soon after all. I wonder if the north will have places like this…

Quickly shaking off those thoughts to focus on the present, the red lass hauled herself back up to her paws and moved around the outside to peer up at one of the rotted windows. It was while figuring out how to get inside that an explosion of sound from somewhere else on the isle caught her attention instead. Ears perking up, Bishop stared hard at the surrounding foliage before shrugging to herself and taking off in that direction with quick steps. The soft sands quickly turned to sparse grass and loamy soil, and the noises grew louder with each second she got closer. Bellows, roars, and some….otherworldly sounding noise. The cracking of whole trees was nearly deafening and coming upon the scene was startling to say the least.

Her mind took a moment to process the beast before her, plant-like and multi-eyed with a mouth full of razor like teeth. Something of nightmares and dreams that didn't look real, and the carnage it was causing to all of the wolves fighting against it. Skulking forward with her body low to the ground, she moved around the furthest outside of the group. Looking for an opening of any kind, wanting to help in any way that she could against this thing that clearly didn't belong here. And finding an opening she did, a sponge looking side turned to her and Bishop lunged for it, slipping by a towering woman with pink fur mottled with striping and a downed man sporting red fur and horns. "Hello, here to help!" She chimed, voice almost giddy at the prospect of getting to fight without being scooped up and hauled off away from danger. Baring her teeth, she latched into where her short stature would let her, ripping and tearing at the flesh she could reach.

Playing it smart though, she didn't stick right in that spot, yanking her head back to try and take some of the flesh with her, Bishop made to retreat back to where the pink woman and fallen man were. Ears swiveled as she caught someone else talking about corralling the worm to the buildings on the island. There are BUILDINGS HERE? Those next, those next, stay focused Her thoughts are almost as loud as the creature but she turned her attention back to the fight at hand. Dropping the bleeding hunk of…plant matter? Worm flesh? It was of little importance though as she turned her eyes to the woman and what was likely her packmate, intent on letting them know of the possible plan she had caught and to see if maybe she wanted to move her fallen friend to safety. "Someone wants to corral it back towards the buildings, it might be a good idea to move him properly to safety. This spot here might be close to the danger, I can help if you want before I go play bait." Bishop offered, blinking up at the other.