[ She shudders, breathing hard, muscles coiled taught like a spring ready to explode energy outward at a moment's notice--
...But she doesn't run, just yet. Ears that weren't atop her head moments before swivel to take in the other sounds on the room, anything else the scent count be coming from... ]
Re: Day 77, Early morning
...But she doesn't run, just yet. Ears that weren't atop her head moments before swivel to take in the other sounds on the room, anything else the scent count be coming from... ]