Harper stares at the rabbit. Her mouth was slightly open and drooling slightly. She sits cross-legged on the ground and holds out her hands. Her nails had grown out as claws.
"GIVE!" She barks
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Criss-Cross skipped over happily, and dropped the bloody mess into her hands. Then he skipped away, and caught another, which he also dropped at her feet. Then he leaped up into an oak tree on the opposite end of the clearing and lounged amongst the nuts and leaves, and drifted into a deep sleep, hanging limply from the tree branches. He snored loudly. He was exhausted.
Harper dives into the bloody mess. She rips at the meat, sending blood spurting everywhere. In a matter of seconds the first rabbit was reduced to a bleeding head and bones. She then dives for the second one at her feet.
Smile follows C.C. and lies down under the tree.
Isabella sighs.
Zero Started to feel light headed and stopped, leaning against the wall. "Ugh.."
Isabella catches him before he falls. "Are you ok? Let's get you sitting down."
He nodded and slid down the wall, sitting against it. He looked up at her, his mask hiding his pained expression.
Isabella takes his arm, flinching slightly at the cold as she looks at this.
He let her look over, resisting the urge to just get up and run. He hated this, hated relying on someone else to help him.
"Don't tense up" She whispers
He hesitated, before letting out a sigh and calming down.
Isabella nods in thanks as she reaches up on top of the counter and grabs a jar of something. "This might sting…"
He sat still as he waited. He didn't really care.
Isabella opens the jar, and gently rubs the paste to his arm. "That should feel better soon…"
He hissed a bit at the sting, but didn't move.
Isabella stands, her hands shaking from the freezing cold.
He edged a little away from her. "Thanks.. Sorry for the cold."
Isabella shakes her head. "The cold is fine…"
He looked down at his hand and held it close. He just needed to stay relaxed, the temperature always dropped when his emotions were out of hand.
Isabella washes her hands and grabs a hoodie, putting it on with her hair behind her
While she was doing that, he hesitantly tried to stand up, falling back down with a thump. He sighed and stayed there, unwilling to try again.
Isabella shakes her head. "Don't try to stand"
He grumbled something and relaxed, leaning his head back.
Isabella shakes her head.
He stayed silent, watching watching her from where he sat. He was nervous, but then again, he always was around other people.
Isabella sits on the couch and whimpers, running her hands over her arms.
He frowned, feeling guilty. "Are you alright?"
Isabella nods. "I'm fine"
"Okay, if you say so.." He sighed. He wanted to take off his mask, but not around her.