#mowgil

It was like a war zone and boy they weren’t strangers to take.  She’d help rally those with various gifts, in both shifting and or healer, mundane and/or magical. They’d had a system going. She was at one of the tent base camps when it happened. there was a call in, the bus with the kids getting evacuated to a secure spot needed another mage or magic user. 

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it went smoothly more or less, it was when she headed back that one of the foxes  caught sight  of the vultures. And she ported over  thy had to get those punks and at least some sort of lead from them one way or another. 

Well the sight she got when she got there didn’t stay peaceful for long soon things and the fur was flying. As the same group that had formed worked toward capturing the jerkward. Naturally he wasn’t the only one that had back up. She personalty had one hog tied and near gaged when she heard something incoming she turned to the side and moved to dodge it when someone reflected a blow with an forearm to a Vulture mid-throw and the potion went from there grasp . right, ‘splat.’ “AChK! hiss.” to the back of her head she quickly used cloth and water to try and rinse and wipe it away. (a must have in this sort of fight) But she didn’t get it all in time.