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She could hear the sound of his footsteps as he made his way down the stairs, almost certain that he was leaving the house. Evening had come by now, it likely meant that the members of Inferni who resided in the house would soon be returning home for the evening, especially with the new pups around. Rachias, still trembling, had situated herself atop the bed. Her legs felt like seaweed, limp and weak, and the wounds across her neck and back seared with a burning pain. Trickles of blood drew lines down her chest as they dropped from the open wounds, most of which the girl was only now noticing.


She knew that she wouldn't make it back to Clouded Tears that night, even if she really wanted to, and had decided that she would simply stay in the house until morning. It wouldn't be so odd for her scent to be in the house, at least she hoped, and if she kept herself shut up in the room it was likely that no one would come looking for her. Using one of the old blankets that was piled up near the end of the bed, the tired girl began dabbing up the blood. She started with her back, holding the blanket firmly as she situated her arms and hands behind her, dragging it a long her moist fur in a downward motion. It was the hardest area to clean but if she didn't start with it then the blood would surely run onto the bed, which was something that she didn't want.

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