04-15-2012, 02:16 PM
Shadow didn't move a muscle as Amy headed towards him with a look he knew all to well. He lightly pushed off from the tree as he looked her in the eyes. She was crazed. She must have lost a fight, judging by her wounds and from how hard she was pushing herself. He looked to the crow and placed a finger to his lips as he smiled to it and then he looked back to Amy . Amy if you continue to push yourself...you will hurt yourself more than you already have, and after that...you could die. You need rest and you need to eat and drink. You cannot go on like this...in your state even a lowly low ranking assassin would have the upper hand. As Amy approached him he readied himself for an attack. Odds are like usual he probably will not be able to talk her out of attacking him. What he would need to do then is knock her out and dress her wounds and then get her to rest and eat. He knew she was unstable and he would once again like so many times before, help her and set her on a right path. Shadows tail and ears and eyes were unmoving as he waited for his chance.