Maeve
This was the part she was unsure of. Was she meant to bring it back alive? Did it need to be dead? Safrin didn't clarify and Maeve isn't really sure it matters. Would it even survive a trip back? Maeve moved over to her quickly, not at all wary of the black as pitch panther that held the Klaw pinned beneath large paws, embers flaring across the strange flesh of the creature. She got closer, circling slowly, trying to figure out the best way to manage this.
The Klaw squirmed in Ray's grasp, but it wasn't going anywhere. It couldn't go anywhere. Maeve pulled her pack off of her back, digging for the large glass jar inside, unscrewing the top. "I don't know if she wants it alive. Might be best to just take it back this way."
The Klaw squirmed in Ray's grasp, but it wasn't going anywhere. It couldn't go anywhere. Maeve pulled her pack off of her back, digging for the large glass jar inside, unscrewing the top. "I don't know if she wants it alive. Might be best to just take it back this way."
I'm undone about to burst at my seams
'Cause I am picturing you beside me
So let me be everything that you need
'Cause I am picturing you beside me
So let me be everything that you need
