bleed it dry, leave us here with nothing
Ronin could only furrow his brow at Zariah, straightening up enough to fold his arms across his chest. When he spoke his voice was still hushed, but he was obviously trying to consider her purpose out here in the Outskirts. "No," he murmured softly. "You don't draw it out - if you've done enough to draw it out, it's probably eating you." He shook his head, carefully sliding another pole into the ground and warily eyeing the grasses behind him.
He could see, in the distance, a lone deer feeding upon them, Ronin hissing a breath in through his teeth. The creature must have wandered out whilst he'd been talking with Zariah. "We should move," he said, already putting some careful distance between himself and the stake in the ground.
He could see, in the distance, a lone deer feeding upon them, Ronin hissing a breath in through his teeth. The creature must have wandered out whilst he'd been talking with Zariah. "We should move," he said, already putting some careful distance between himself and the stake in the ground.
