Outside Frost Cavern [Mountain Path] | Dawn | (21)
A courteous nod was Rae’s silent response to the dark hound. The poor dear’s situation was more akin to hell on earth than she’d wish on almost anyone.
Even though her ears heard the conversation, her musings were louder in her mind than the outside conversations.
"We can't just hide and get a check. Someone's bound to pull a stick out of their arse and cast it to the wind. These are undead, fighting them will be tough. Dark Types to..we should be good against them techniques wise.. Maka. How many are in your pack?"
Luckily piecing together what she missed was rather easy and like everything she showed attention in, she was immersed in thought. She hummed, turning Arkturus’ words over again and again in her mind as her inner strategist took over.
"There was about thirty in the pack, but half of them never came back from the cavern and I've been by there so many times. The sole Mightyena survivor responded. "Still the one I call an evil spirit is an outsider that came into my pack and cursed my pack into what they are. I remember him having evil red eyes unlike the young one there." The material at Rae’s midriff pulled tightly, clutched in her cold fingers. Not yet had she imagined some of the Mightyena could be youngsters. I can’t put babies down if it comes to that…
"I think if we work together we'll be able to win. Besides they block our way off of this mountain." Drake’s confidence… sadly wasn’t contagious. She nodded at the cocky reptile but she wasn’t feeling it.
A deep breath filled her lungs with air - and with that, a bitter cold burn. Odds stacked against them, confidence was one of their only assets. Fake it ‘til you make it? More than one person once said a lack of belief is the best way to fail. Maybe they were onto something. The snow kind of gives Venge and I home court advantage... Although the Mightyena had that too.
"Talk about timing, looks like its either now or never." The Charmeleon pointed out. The sun indeed was just about to break over the horizon, making stealth significantly less viable when it did.
"Will you be able to fight with us?" Kolven meowed to the Mightyena. Rae’s sympathetic eyes fell onto Maka, wishing for a way to save him from the awful deed. Kolven continued, "They were your friends and family. You shouldn't have to watch that, and I'd understand if you can't."
“Venge, Swords Dance.” The girl whispered to her companion, bent over to keep the command secret. Maka didn’t need to hear an order to prepare for slaughtering his family. They were too far gone, just like Starry. This was mercy killing. She wasn’t a murderer.