♛ E M H R Y S ➸ T A L I A ➸ W H I T E T H O R N ♛
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➸ feminine ➸ twenty-two ➸ loner ➸ attraction; n/a ➸ tagged; wolfe, keiran, breanna ➸ location; her cabin, the city ➸ weapon; hunting bow ➸
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𝔈mhrys smiled warmly down at the little girl as she kept a strong grip on her hand, regardless of the stickiness that remained clinging to the small blonde's skin. it seemed as though breanna trusted her, which was quite a relief, as that might make it easier to get her somewhere safe. perhaps she'd even take the girl to her cabin if need be, as it was safe on the outskirts of town, rarely disturbed by zombies, much less scavengers. it would all depend on what breanna and keiran wanted, as he'd found her first, and if he decided that he wanted to take over as her parental figure, emhrys would let him, but she would stay close. this little girl would never be alone again if rhys had anything to say about it. allowing the girl to lead her through the house, the woman kept close, keeping her eyes open for any potential weapons if the need for them arose. stepping around the spoiled smatherings of god knows what, emhrys watched as she banged the can open, shoving her hand into the can to grab a handful of the contents before offering it to her. "I'm quite alright love, we came to feed you, not me." she chuckled in response, ruffling her golden locks affectionately before glancing about. "what do you think of going on an adventure?" the huntress asked, her crystalline pools alight with wamth and excitement.
wolfe paced anxiously as keiran told him to stay, itching to give chase and follow him. as keiran put down the first man and the second was quick to react, the canine let out a quiet whine as he pinned keiran beneath him, his fangs bared. catching the scent of keiran's blood, the wolfhound released a feral snarl as the man took off, hot on his heels. barreling into the fleeing man, the canine slammed him into the pavement, the sound of bone-crunching echoing through the air. the man let out a whimper and wolfe growled low in his throat, pinning the man to the pavement, sprawled out on his stomach as he bled from his nose. the wolfhound gazed up at keiran, one paw pressing the man's head down, his teeth evident.