PHOEBE
The call came and Phoebe answered, feet pushing through rather than over the top of the snow. Cheeks stained black as her lips, streaked in her hair, staining the whites of her eyes. She is tattered and wet and unkempt, a wraith amongst the undead as she trudges towards the shrine. Ever at her side remained the pink dragon, eyes shifting, teeth bared, ever protecting the wraith of a woman at his side. She is feral but weak, yet he more than makes up for her lack of claw and fang.
Ghastly wide eyes scan over the shrine, feet pulling to a stop at the edge of the bastien of life. Her lips curl in disgust, trembling fingers tensing, prepared to rip and claw. Phoebe caught sight if the flowers and snarled, a puff of smoke flowing from her lips in the cold. Pim snarled too, glaring at the same flowers - not feeling as hateful towards them as his companion but following her hatred with aggression. Her eyes flick up, seeing people taking the flowers away, whole, alive, and in her sudden rage to see these bright read beacons of torment spread she stomped all over the nearest flower she could reach without drawing too close to them, before running back off to the woods to hide and watch.
Ghastly wide eyes scan over the shrine, feet pulling to a stop at the edge of the bastien of life. Her lips curl in disgust, trembling fingers tensing, prepared to rip and claw. Phoebe caught sight if the flowers and snarled, a puff of smoke flowing from her lips in the cold. Pim snarled too, glaring at the same flowers - not feeling as hateful towards them as his companion but following her hatred with aggression. Her eyes flick up, seeing people taking the flowers away, whole, alive, and in her sudden rage to see these bright read beacons of torment spread she stomped all over the nearest flower she could reach without drawing too close to them, before running back off to the woods to hide and watch.
When dark creeps in and eats the light
Bury your fears on sorry night
For in the winter's darkest hours
Comes the feasting of the Vours
No one can see it, the life they stole
Your body's here but not your soul
