[It's just a moment of missed connection — but it's missed, all the same.
No more trace. Blood, here and there, but nothing certain, telling enough. The shadow paces for a minute, walking back and forth, looking down at the blood again--
--a native Savrii comes out, alerted by the commotion--
--and suddenly, there's a lot more blood, frustration rent through in one savage, acid sweep.
Flicking the corpse off her blade, the shadow picks a direction, and goes.]
no subject
No more trace. Blood, here and there, but nothing certain, telling enough. The shadow paces for a minute, walking back and forth, looking down at the blood again--
--a native Savrii comes out, alerted by the commotion--
--and suddenly, there's a lot more blood, frustration rent through in one savage, acid sweep.
Flicking the corpse off her blade, the shadow picks a direction, and goes.]