[SE] It’s easy for us to think “what difference are we making?”

Maea

What you're given, what you live in
Darling, it finds a way to live in you

Noah was quick on the uptake, every bit the seasoned warrior, and his response was swift. As he let the magic arrow fly, Maea leaped after it to join the fight. The snake hisses and lashed out from the pain, void-tainted teeth coming for her throat. She slapped it aside with a heavy paw and sank her teeth into the muscled neck, nearly retching as poisoned blood welled up and filled her mouth.

Hauling backwards in an attempt to extend the dusky coils for Noah's arrows to find its mark, it became a tug-of-war between the animals; the serpent fighting its life, while the tigress fought to protect her friend, whether he needed her help or not. Their struggle drew the attention of the swimmers; faintly aware of their startled cries and hasty retreat, she spared them no attention, as it took every bit of focus to keep the serpent locked in her maw.

And your heart, love, has such darkness
I feel it in the corners of the room