PHOEBE
Phoebe struggled the whole way, fighting back against Sunjata, fighting back against the bonds around her waist. Even as vines wrapped around her she thrashed and growled and struggled. The stone on the chair legs was clearly needed as she shoved her feet against the floor in hopes of making some sort of movement away, but to no avail. After a few moments she went limp, panting from exhaustion. Pim scuttled across the floor, curling up near the feet of the chair, watching the two men.
The appearance of the unicorn made Phoebe stiffen, a low growl escaping her lips. Pim eyed the unicorn as well, giving Uni-Isla a much more noticeable growl of warning as he was much more concerned with the non-human creatures. Phoebe was so focused on the unicorn she hardly noticed Remi’s approach, startling when his hands touched her knees. She gazed back at him, narrowing her eyes. The name made her pause, recognition there if just barely. But she growled at him instead, irritated and hungry and cold and uncomfortable in her wet clothes.
The appearance of the unicorn made Phoebe stiffen, a low growl escaping her lips. Pim eyed the unicorn as well, giving Uni-Isla a much more noticeable growl of warning as he was much more concerned with the non-human creatures. Phoebe was so focused on the unicorn she hardly noticed Remi’s approach, startling when his hands touched her knees. She gazed back at him, narrowing her eyes. The name made her pause, recognition there if just barely. But she growled at him instead, irritated and hungry and cold and uncomfortable in her wet clothes.
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
