[TW: MENTIONS OF DEATH, BL00D, WAR ect.] Teeth. Her vision flashed red. Claws. Teeth. Teeth in her flank. Claws in her stomach. Yoweling from all directions. A few minutes of silence. At least she was alone now, but Spider almost wished they had finished the job. The medic had checked on her. "Deceased or nearly" They walked away. Please don't give up on me like that. She knew her eyes were bleeding. She knew her stomach was opened. But she was still fighting. Kind of. She wheezed another painful breath of blood-muddeled air. Every time she did that she knew it might be her last. She couldn't see the battlefield but the noises... oh the terrible things she had heard. Why had she signed up for this war? This gathering of violence? This wasn't her this wasn't her destiny... but it was so she closed her eyes.
LATEEEEE Sorry. I forgot about this. </3 a little lazy too whoops.
