Her head was throbbing, a low hiss of pain escaping the small daemon as she sits up where she had been laying.
|| 🔷 ||: ❝ What... what happened? ❞
Last she remember she was walking through the her forest, her death sense had been going off and she was following it. She heard a voice, she could've sworn, and now she was here... Beyond that, it was hard to think over the pain...
The fact that she was feeling this much pain was... worrying.
Did she hit her head? Or did something (or someone) hit her? Knocked her unconscious with a powerful well placed swing... But who would have enough strength to hit her this hard?
[ 📚 ] "You got too close to a pack of stray nighthounds." Marsha bluntly put it. Quite a few individuals who wandered into Beast Alley didn't quite make it out alive. Mostly because of stray nighthounds and other nightosphere fauna that have come to live in the forest.
[ 📚 ] "Look, I understand about your death sense and your amulet and everything...but the stray nighthounds are very territorial and they don't give up their kills for shit."
[ 📚 ] Marsha leaned in closer to her girlfriend and holds out her hand. "One of the strays knocked you down and hit your head. You're in the guestroom of my house right now."
