Kestrel heard the harsh, piercing cry but other than a brief flutter of her eyes, her body remained unmoving. Her tendrils casually shifted, enveloping her more snugly until only her eyes were visible.
"Help me, please save me!" The alpha pleaded with her, sobbing, "I know you're human, save me, let your psychic incarnation save me."
"This place is horrid, these monsters, you can't imagine what they've done to me!"
Tears and mucus streamed down his face, his words were blurred and his pleas piercing.
Kestrel's eyes shifted slightly but she remained still, merely gazing into his eyes—eyes brimming with such intense negative feelings that fear, pain, and hatred seemed to physically pour from them. He was on the edge of breaking down.
But Kestrel couldn't save him, at least not right now.
The bulky pig man paused, his thick snout twitching, but he didn't spot Kestrel standing not far away.
