[DROP] Bleak

It had happened so quickly, the scene shifting from calm to panicked in a breath. Caiside had turned to regard the two that joined them, both faces he had seen in the tavern, and in that instant had missed the sight of whatever darkness infected the young luxere dragging its way into Isla. The scent of blood in the snow was unmistakeable though, deeply familiar and disconcerting. He moves just as the wind picks up, kicking trough the snow to build a wide berth between him and the body (bodies?). One of the men leaves, whatever words he had said carried away by the wind, and the piercing cry of a bird. Retreating back indoors is tempting, but with the bulk of the herd here, staying seemed safer than trying to make his way back, and if he was to die then he would do it trying to accomplish something, not running like a child. The soft sounds of the lamb crying manage to reach him through the snow, giving him a point to move towards despite the lack of vision. A blur became the shape of a woman, knelt over the young luxere. Once he was close Caiside shifted back into his more human form and drew his robes close, careful to cover his his mouth and nose with the edge of them. He didn’t think it would really help him, but it made him feel somewhat more secure after the horrible choking sounds that had come from Isla’s body. ”Is it still... affected?” He asked, voice muffled and half stolen by the wind. If they could come to a plan quickly, perhaps they could get out of here without anymore bloodshed, with the deer. Caiside I learned it from the trees