hollower: (Waiting on a shooting star.)
hollower ([personal profile] hollower) wrote 2014-03-11 12:24 am (UTC)

[action~]

[By this time, Perona's already managed to sate her appetite. It was well into the night and completely dark, though she could see perfectly. And even if she couldn't, her heightened sense of smell and sound could easily pick up where her eyes could not. What she senses though...it's got her puzzled. She can hear a heat, but the beat sounds almost...irregular. She can smell blood, but it smells...strange. Not right. Not normal.

Not human.

Her lips curl over her teeth, as she spots the messy looking male, wrinkling her nose in his direction. She's curious - or at lest her other half is to figure out what this guy is - but she has bigger things to worry about. Cleaning up is a must, and then there was this new monstrous self... She can't exactly go around attacking people to feed herself, can she? She already got shot at once, and that was just a shallow wound in her leg to slow her down. The next attack on her may not be so minor...

She tries to make herself look as inconspicuous as possible - or unseen. She's not exactly in the mood to chat, after all. And with no need to feed, she's more for getting this mess sorted out. Where's a good place to send out a message...hm.]

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