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9/15/2022 10:12:22 PM
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*Bethyinine stretched, sharpened her claws, and sniffed the air for any scents.*
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She smells nothing. The woods are quiet now.
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*Bethyinine decides to prowl around.*
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As she prowls, a cold wind blows in.
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*Bethyinine shivers and looks around.*
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There seems to be nothing around. The leaves rustle.
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*Bethyinine continues prowling.*
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Nothing is spotted…until a beast leaps onto her back from above, clawing at her scales!
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*Bethyinine attempts to claw it off.*
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She fails, and it makes a few good cuts before hoping off into the darkness.
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*Bethyinine examines her wounds.*
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They’re thin, but burn a bit. Wisps of shadows rise from the wounds.
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*Bethyinine smiles and attempts to track the creature.*
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Tracks go for a bit, but soon end for no reason.
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“Where are you?”
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Nothing responds. The crescent moon hangs in the sky.
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*Bethyinine looks at it for a little while.*
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It sits simply. A beast runs past, slashing at her knees.
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*Bethyinine attempts to follow after it.*
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She follows it, until it disappears behind a tree.
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*Bethyinine heads behind the tree.*
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Nothings there. It seems to have dissapeared.
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*Bethyinine attempts to stop herself from bleeding.*
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[spoiler]How does she do this?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No clue, she could probably wait for it to stop, seeing as she lacks any form of healing magical or otherwise. Unless there’s a body nearby[/spoiler]
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She can’t stop any of the bleeding.
