She looked to the half-breed girl, then to where the beast had vanished into the woods. The cry that had gone out could only come from the beast veering back into its more human form - not that it made Varo any more safe than before.
The potential for violence in the savage woman had hardly decreased, but the intent had passed. Their enemies were dead - as was proper - and they could move on. She sniffed in a oddly delicate matter as she looked at the blood-soaked earth and the deceased with a critical eye for a survivor. There were none, so she followed after Varo for all the world as though a werewolf had not just gone the same direction.
Fearless did not even begin to cover it.
Uncertain what she would find - naked flesh or torn clothes or the rarer ability to veer one's clothes - she went to seek out the other half blood.
The potential for violence in the savage woman had hardly decreased, but the intent had passed. Their enemies were dead - as was proper - and they could move on. She sniffed in a oddly delicate matter as she looked at the blood-soaked earth and the deceased with a critical eye for a survivor. There were none, so she followed after Varo for all the world as though a werewolf had not just gone the same direction.
Fearless did not even begin to cover it.
Uncertain what she would find - naked flesh or torn clothes or the rarer ability to veer one's clothes - she went to seek out the other half blood.
