A tree branch snapped far off and landed with a thud on the ground. Dead bodies everywhere, the smell of blood nauseating yet a sight to behold for Deborah as she flew around the blood bath arena searching- searching for them.
The side of her lips were bleeding, and there was a scary, mad glint spamming in her eyes, as she fugutively glanced around, swaying past trees, flying above bodies.
"Ha!" She screamed in shock when something launched at her from below, and she was sent flying down.
She grunted as she rolled on the ground, her once snow white tails which had been matted with dust, rolling alongside her body, picking up more dirt than previously.
Hearing a snarl, accompanied by a deep throaty growl, she opened her eyes, before sitting up in a flash, snapping her head to and fro.
