There were voices, harsh words, and then nothing but a gurgling sound and then the slump of a body onto the terra. Her gaze slowly drifted from darkness to light, lids fluttering open as she took in the bloodied male about her own age, who stood over the carcass of another. "Woah." She blinked once at the male, bronzed coat and ebony audits, with a piercing cerulean gaze that was fixed upon her. He fidgeted incessantly, as if the crime he had just committed made him uncomfortable only under her gaze. Shit, she was so out of it. Double dipped banner flicked absently as she raised her head from the grass to fix him with a toxic gaze that was almost completely black with blown pupils. He wasn't quite as tall as her, face marked with alabaster that disappeared over the crown of his skull. What a strange amalgamation of colours, she thought absently. However, that was the pot calling the kettle black.
Slowly, she hauled herself to her feet, sort of. Sitting in a really haphazard, lazy pose, with her hind legs slumped out beside her and her forepaws holding her upright, she continued to blatantly stare at the male. "You alright man? That's a lot of blood." Was the first thing to come out of her mouth. Yeah, was this guy okay? His whole face and chest was bloodied. Was he alright?
"Speech"
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