Dream Continuation:
The women and men screamed, the shadows lengthening, casting dark bands across their bodies, like ribbons of chains.
Their arms stretched toward Maya, talons growing on their fingernails, smoke swirling around their writhing forms.
What the heck was this???
Maya shook her head, adamant in her denial of wrongdoing. She needed blood to survive-it was that simple. She had followed the dictates of her family and had protected other species.
While it was true that she had killed, and that she often felt superior with her skills and intelligence, she had kept that place that was for her mate, just in case.
Around Maya, the wailing grew louder, but the shadows began to leach form and color from the faces. Several women pushed toward her and murmured invitations to her. She scowled at them.
"I have no need nor want of your charms." She rasped out.
